What a night that was.. I didn’t get to sleep until 1am and was rudely awoken by the sound of furniture being flung downstairs at 4.55am. Ok it was just a thunderstorm but despite my knowledge of their power and the fascination they hold for me, it still scares me shitless, especially when there is a flash and a bang at EXACTLY the same time. Thats when you realise just how close you are to it. My friend Pika once made me walk her home (rather than get a bus herself) in the middle of a huge storm and I was stood there outside her house, terrified due to the metal bus shelter I was standing in.!! No fair.!!
More moans…
Our lorry was bloody articulated adn required a 17 cage drag down the lane this evening. Cheers Mr Warehouse Man, After this week I realllllly needed that.!
The weather, although hot last week was at least dry. Today I have constantly felt like I should be wearing nought but a towel and some birch branches at work.! I hate humidity almost as much as I hate drizzly rain. You tend to end up wet but it happens so slowly it sort of creeps up on you.
My head still feels like it is fit to burst and is driving me nuts. Goodness knows how long I am going be able to last out tonight but at least I know I have a bed for the night if I want it.
Will Blondie be out tonight… another saga unfolds. I doubt it to be honest due to various reasons, but I can’t lose the shadowy feeling of doom that is preceding this evenings festivities. Oh well, who knows.
Just read that some greedy c*nt who runs our country wants to slap a tax on wills and house sales. One day I hope Mr Blair and Mr Brown buy a Jag from Prescott and all crash into a tree at high speed. No really I do actually mean it.! It takes a lot to make me hate someone but those three really piss me off.!
Hmmm *sniffs pits* I need to go have a bath I think. And a shave. And wash my hair which needs a cut *mutter mutter another bloomin’ £6 grumble*.
Enjoy your nights out people, I am determind not to let recent events continue in my head any longer even though it hurts. Time to get on with it and try and move on.
Down boy.! *pheeeep* come by. come by.