I have had a strange week.

The kind that makes you question quite a few things about the fundamental you. But because I’m not one of those people who are big jobo excessive self-disclosure, i think I’ll peel off those layers one at a time for you…over a few decades.

Yesterday i had a bit of writer’s block, which generally happens when i feel all this pressure to churn out comedic masterpieces even when i really don’t feel like it. Then i remembered….my life is like a tragic comedy anyway! Plenty of inspiration there!

Last post, i mentioned that I’d had an encounter with a guy who had a hump…and i thought I’d write about it. Then, because I’m not a completely evil hag, i baulked at the thought of laughing at something someone was born with and has no control over. See, i believe in karma. And if i made this guy the butt of my cyber-wit, something crazy would happen to me.  Like a piano dropping on me as i walk down Moi Avenue.

So.. sorry folks. No nasty freak show humour a someone’s expense today. Let me find my mojo the right way.

Meanwhile, si you guys were supposed to be finding me a man??  Slackers!  Don’t make me go start praying for a hosband at Nyayo Stadium ooo! 

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