Lawn mower Vs. Drummer

So this is my first blogg ever, I'm not really sure what to write. What do you write on these things?
So today I mowed the lawn for the first time since last summer. Half a meter worth of grass Vs. Pathetic girl who hates anything insect like or flying insect like... So as you can imgian it was a bad start, as getting the lawn mower out of the shed, wellll lets say it was rarther traumatic. ( Living on your own does have its downsides, Like how I used to get paid £15 for doing such mamouth tasks now... well I get the privlage of staring at what looks like a slightly shorter neater view then before.) So of course I rang my Friend dave to help me with this task, I say help typical kinda guy that just stands and laughs at what your doing. So what seemed like forever later and 1000000 full grass boxes later what did i do?? I blew the chuffin things fuse! It seems to always be me that does these slightly retarded things. I decided to give up with the trauma of what seemed like not just deadly insects but deadly electrical things out to kill me and took to the comfort of my own sofa.

Sometimes I'm not really sure what goes round in my head, or rarther where my days go, it makes me wonder if I am one of those deadly big things what some people call "Aliens" I mean if "Aliens" Did exsist I would more then likely be one, " the green human like werido consumed the whole pom bear factory again" im sure the headline would be.

I've Had enough of this writting thing now, for today anyway.
I've not checked my facebook in a whole half an hour its somewhat playing on my mind, like when you recieve a text and you HAVE to read it.

Tricky x