Hello, the simple masses that you all are. Ever been to a Mass? Don’t, ridiculously boring. When we were doing Christmas at my dads once, we all went to the Cambridge Cathedral. We lived close by at the time. Don’t know why we went, we’re not a particularly holy bunch, but there we were, up early and there for 4 hours listening to a man preach over and over as to why we shouldn’t be happy, that we are all sinners and one day we’ll die like one. I heard something about church cookies too, never got those though. I was jipped, I swear.
But I divagate.
This is my first official and proper blog piece here and so we’ll start off somewhat strong with the entry I made in an hour and a half to shut JoJo up. This is the first of a possible long line series (depending on the blogs life expectancy) called “I Watch Shit Gazette“. Why is it called that you ask? Well, it was first called “Shit I regret watching“, then I weeaboo’d it with Google translate to that Japanese Text above. I put that through the translator back to English and lo and behold, I Watch Shit… Gazette. I know the text means something ridiculously different, probably implying a differentiation in sexual tendencies or something, but I couldn’t care. It’s IWSG.
Let’s start with something recent, then. Read more »
