After suffering, wait... Ok suffering is the wrong word, but I know better. Let's start again.
After enduring one of those motherly emotional finger wags, I have decided to kick off a log in order to bore anyone paying attention... if I can be bothered logging in, that is.
Well it wasn't a finger wag but it was a-“..well, send pictures then,” -upon her last visit, which is as good as a finger wag.
Freakin...
So this a blog of boredom.
Consider yourself illuminated when I update this chaotic price of mayhem.
A little about what's going on...
Its Monday circa 3.20am
I haven't slept since Saturday
I have work in a few hours
I probably should not be enjoying the amount of liquor I am imbibing
I should probably lay off the Tom Waits
Get me a new freakin job, one with no responsibility.
...“I look 47 but im 24.” Heh classic
Hey so I just finished watching some movies;
Children of Men, greatness, ok Clive Owen, fantastic. But post apocalyptic films a few and far, well good ones. I guess the last good one was 28 days. Prior to that Omega Man, or maybe Mad Max 2, hmmm.
And...
Crash, how did this win Oscars? Honestly
Lemme tell you what, work sucks. But the money is ok.
The way I see it, I might as well be:
a) hungover
and
b) tired as all shit, hell they tell me when to turn up to work, so if its 5 am, what do you think I ganna do between work and my weekend, if I have one?
Hey guess what, Stuff dot co dot en zed really sucks bollocks, I have settled for bbc.co.uk cause it actually has real news in it.
Well I guess its time to get lunch on the boil.
“What's he building in there?"

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