I'm feeling pretty good today. Not so angry. Although, I've not been up for long.
Not sure how I'm going to break up today's monotomy... yesterday I tidied my room. I'd do it again.. but it's tidy.
My dream last night was weird. I was at a friend's house, talking to his sister. But his sister was really fat. And we were talking about it and stuff, and she said something that sort of hit home in my awakened state, but now I can't remember.
I realised I really need to lose weight. It's going to be summer soon and I'm still going to be fat at this rate.
Fuck it, will see what happens. I really want to get drunk tonight. I'm in such a mood for a big party. I hate living in Ayr and being skint.
Ach well.
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*Jew Boy enters blog*
ReplyDeleteMonotony* - ironically, that I noticed probably says more about the monotony of my 5:30 than your typing.
You aren't going to be fat. You couldn't feasibly EVER be fat. Also, you're quitting the cancer sticks (says the hippo, sorry, hypocrite in the corner) so you're going to get your munch on for a bit. Suck it up.
Speaking of, sex helps, go find a stalker and a tree trunk and make sweet, sweet music. ;-)
Tonight, agreed, partying is certainly on the agenda. I've earned it. Will get back to you on that one.
Finally, on another note, I'm slightly annoyed to say that (protesters aside) G20 went off without a hitch. Boo, hiss. Still, better this way than a nuke in Whitehall. Theoretically.
I think I'm done for now, typed more in this comment than I've blogged for a week, but ho hum, haven't had the time, life goes on. You're probably the only poor sod bored enough to read it anyway.
Anyhooos, much love from Jew Boy, as ever.
xxx