Don't blame it on...

I am a chronic procrastinator. Whenever I really have to do something, something else becomes so vitally important the world might just end if I don't do it.

My room is a perfect example of this...

On and off my room hasn't been completely tidy for about 2 years. Sure it's been cleaned, vacced, moved around and repainted... but never completely tidy. I'd blame this on the sunshine, moonlight and the boogie if I could but somehow I doubt anyone would believe me.

Here are my reasons why the song has a lot to do with tidying my room (or rather lack of it)

Sunshine

The sun is a bitch when you are tidying you room. It makes everything look so inviting outside. When the sun is properly shining in Manchester (a phrase most might consider an oxymoron) it makes the world through your window look like it should be skipping through a field singing "it's all too beautiful" while surrounded by a yellow haze.

Moonlight

When evening comes and the sun descends below the wonderful horizon that is the Broomwood council estate; things start to happen...

... Not fangs, extra hair or an overwhelming desire to urinate against a lamppost...

...People start to happen. Everyone comes out at night, they let their hair down and whip you in the eye on the dancefloor with it...

...or just sleep.

Exciting and attractive opportunities arise for the chronic procrastinator at night; parties, nights out, good film, takeaway etc. However, if your anything like me, you will find that sleep attacks you first.

Sleep comes out of nowhere, like a ninja with chloroform... ironically, after I had written this I woke up at 4am wondering what the hell just happened. Now finishing this at 15.29 the next day and reading through this wondering exactly what was going through my head at the time. Probably pink zambuka... The show must go on!

This leaves us with...

Boogie

Now I, like I'm sure most of you do, tidy my room to music. This in itself isn't necessarily a problem, until a particularly catchy song comes up and I start dancing. This, for me, is the time where I decide to try out some new moves I have literally just thought of just then. This distracts me from room tidying, often for a good 20 minutes while I have the song on repeat so I can perfect said dancemove...

... I really need to get out more.

Some of the more smart arsed ones of you may have noticed that I'm talking about "Blame it on the boogie" by Jackson 5 to illustrate the point to this blog. Others may notice that I missed out "the good times" - All the times are "the good times"



...Back to fish...

Have had plenty of comments about my fish but none on the nature of what their names might be so suggestions please :D

Adam xx

Do not argue with an idiot. He will drag you down to his level and beat you with experience.