A Public Apology To The New Dear Leader...

Seven years on from winning the bid and we have finally arrived at the London 2012 Olympic Games. The time has really flown by, hasn't it? Having said that, even though I am normally quite a patriotic person, both Scottish and British,  I can't say the impending games has me all fluttered and excited for some medal action. In fact, it's quite the contrary, as I can really take it or leave it. Not that I am of the camp that it is a 'massive waste of money blah blah blah', I do genuinely think it will be good for us in the long run. I just think it's because I don't have a sporting bone in my body that is more the reason for my non-plussedness.

However, the news that some, to put it politely, idiot portrayed the South Korean flag with the North Korean woman's football team is, quite frankly, embarrassing. David Cameron has described it as an honest mistake but really? Anyone with half a brain (or who has seen Team America: World Police) will know that there is at least some political tension between the two nations, let alone a bloody war. Therefore, you should at least check that you've got the right flag. When I heard, I wanted to face plank the table so much it was unreal. Honestly, I cannot apologise to our new dear leader, Kim Jong-Un, enough. Hopefully, he'll accept our pitiful apologies and won't point a nuclear bomb in our faces...

Following on with the Olympics theme, another thing I would like to discuss is the disgusting sculpture in the middle of the Olympic park in London. For those who haven't seen it, feast your eyes on this structural obscenity.

YUCK.

It actually makes me cry, thinking about the amount of money that was poured into something that looks like it's still under construction. How anyone could compare that to such icons like the Eiffel Tower or the Statue of Liberty seriously needs a lobotomy (or has already had one). It's ugly. Actually, it's fugly. A fugly slut. It really does makes my blood boil. I mean, for all the resources we, as a nation, poured into the Olympics, could we have not made a better sculpture? It doesn't even fit in with the surroundings. I just hope that one day, some brave, intelligent soul in power will look up at it, discover how awful it is and decide to burn it to the ground, like a deformed wickerman. I will happily fill the role as deranged worshipper and dance around the flames in ecstasy as it will be an occasion to celebrate.

I wish I could find more words to describe my feelings for this thing but I feel that this meme does the job perfectly.

Self-Explanatory really!

As much as I like to complain and discuss the stupidity of some of the individuals involved in the Olympics, I would like to state that I hope Team GB do us proud. I'm sure we'll win something and I think the games will be good for us, with the benefits being reaped for many generations to come. However, if I was to point out a suggestion, I still feel David Tennant should light the flame like he did in Doctor Who. Then Doctor Who won't just be a programme but will be a factual representation of the universe (and that would be seriously cool).

I think they should have designed the torches the same way too but I'm not too fussed.

The keyboard is mightier than the gun...

I've had a number of enquiries as to why I haven't blogged recently, therefore I will publish an apology.

I'm sorry.

Now that that is out of the way and we can all forget the sorry business, I will continue on with more important matters such as why I haven't blogged. Sadly, I regret to inform you all that I have been writing of a different kind. I'm about ten thousand words into a story. Now, normally, this would sound kind of impressive except it's really not. I have joined the army of forever alone sad sacks who write fan fiction. I won't degrade myself by telling you what pre-established universe I am embellishing (or 'destroying', whatever you think) but I'm sure you can all guess.

Luckily, I have a best friend who puts up with my inane story writing and obsessive behaviour. She reads them and tells me what she thinks, which for all I know she probably thinks is the same quality as dog shit but she'll always say it's good anyway. Once they are finished, I intend to put them up on www.fanfiction.net and perhaps even publish the link (if you're 'lucky' enough, oh dear, my sides split with that humorous quip).

For those unaware of fanfiction.net, it is a really great wee site to expand on a universe. There's thousands of stories on it and some of them are of really good quality. I would suggest checking them out at some point if you've got a few spare hours. Better yet, you could write your own. There's something good about changing a bad ending and giving yourself closure. Or maybe that's just me... I'm not sure.