The first word spoken by Lord Christopher Eccleston to Dame Billie of Piper. The song that broke my heart into a thousand different pieces - and helped to put it back together again. The best thing to do if Michael Barrymore invites you to his place for a quick paddle and a rim-job.
RUN
RUN
In April 2011, I will be doing a RUN in Brighton. A massive, 26-mile RUN commonly known as a Marathon. Or even more commonly known as a FUCKING RIDICULOUS IDEA!
I haven't achieved much in life. The big, fancy BBC job has yet to materialise. Although if Septic Peg's right about Paradise, then maybe it won't be too long? I live alone, rather than with my husband of five years and our two kids. My life savings stand at a magnificent £5.67. I haven't seduced any members of McFly. I haven't been to New Jersey, or Australia, or Iceland. I'm still too chicken-shit to sky-dive...
I haven't achieved much in life. The big, fancy BBC job has yet to materialise. Although if Septic Peg's right about Paradise, then maybe it won't be too long? I live alone, rather than with my husband of five years and our two kids. My life savings stand at a magnificent £5.67. I haven't seduced any members of McFly. I haven't been to New Jersey, or Australia, or Iceland. I'm still too chicken-shit to sky-dive...
All the things I've wanted since, like, FOREVER... And I can't tick any of them off my Important List Of Fings Wot I Want To Achieve.
And quite frankly, none of them seem in the slightest bit realistic from where I'm standing. Especially the husband thing.
In a desperate attempt to have SOMETHING to show for my life, I will be doing a RUN; an actual real-life marathon. It's something I've always wanted to do, and it seems the most achievable goal that I could set myself at this moment in time; the one thing I'm most likely to succeed in. Which will make me feel a tiny, little bit less like a pathetic failure. So that'll be nice.
In a desperate attempt to have SOMETHING to show for my life, I will be doing a RUN; an actual real-life marathon. It's something I've always wanted to do, and it seems the most achievable goal that I could set myself at this moment in time; the one thing I'm most likely to succeed in. Which will make me feel a tiny, little bit less like a pathetic failure. So that'll be nice.
And who knows... If I manage the full 26-miles without dying, maybe I'll realise that not all of my goals are impossible, and crack on with the husband-luring. Imagine how much Rohypnol I could buy with marathon sponsorship money.
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