Listen to Mother.

Every child should listen to thier Mother, in fact, most adults should too. Or at least they should remember what they were told when they were children. So today's incident would have been avoided if I had heeded my mother's warning of "Never poke a wasps nest you found under a tree with a stick, because you will get stung and it hurts." No shit Sherlock! Yeah it hurts, like hell and it doesnt matter that you think the stick is "long enough so they wont know it's me" it's not and they do and they fucking hate you right now. They will swarm you and try and sting you through your coat untill one clever bastard decides to try going up your coat sleeve and gets you on the back of the hand.
The fact that I walked away mumbling to myslef "mardy bastards, I only poked them a little bit," sums up my stupidity. I thought to myslef about how I had the chance to swat many wasps during the week but chose to let them go on doing whatever wasps do. Maybe the news that there was someone out there who didnt hate them with a passion for ruining everyone's summer, hand't quite reached the wasps in the country yet. I usually dont mind wasps, they are annoying but not as bad as some people make out, but now! Now they are all gonna get it. Im stocking up on spray!
Its still hurting now, everytime I move my wrist there is a little twinge. A constant remider. I will be living in fear now, that they might have followed me and are plotting to sting me more. I dont think I'm over reacting about the pain either, it really is fucking sore.
I walked home worrying about being allergic and trying to decide wether my Mother's latest advice (to piss on my hands) was as good as "dont poke wasp nests". I think I'll ignore that one.

Here goes...

So, this is my first entry. This was a bit strange because I entered my email address and it said there was already a blog, I guess some guy must have used my email address. There were loads of pictures of him with fish. He must have used what he thought was a 'made up' e-mail address. Anyway I have reclaimed my blog. It was a boring blog, I'm going to try and make mine the total opposite, no pictures of me with fish at all, ever.

Basically I'm going to be using this blog to vent, tell stories and tell of the adventures I get in. Slow days will bring links to funny stuff. Like today for examplehttp://www.sloganmaker.com/
It's a lot of fun if you just type "penis" in the box and hit the button. Examples so far include "penis, too good to forget", "Why be irritated? it's penis" and the best of all "Let your penis flow". Despite being a grown up there is still something funny about making stuff swear.

This site, I am sure, will get very boring very quickly so I'm going to have as much fun as I can right now. I might even use the word "twat" or "arse".