‘Cream Egg season’? They’re sold year-round, don’t talk bollocks.
That’s about all I’ve been able to come up with today. It’s been somewhat of a write-off thanks to constant self-destructive behaviour that seems to be the done thing for me right now. I actually punched a bus stop on the way home last night – something I haven’t done since I was 18 and angry about some shit or other.
Yeah, that’s probably not a good thing.
I also requested this in the pubclub we were in. DJ said he probably wouldn’t play it. Idiot.
I have nothing of interest to add. I am deeply unhappy, in general. A personal blog viewable by the entire world is the right place to air that, right?
Whatever. Sleep, wake, shower, coffee, work, coffee, coffee, tea, coffee, eat, coffee, coffee, home, sit, waste away. It’s all good.