P.S.

Incase you didn't already know, I have a Wii, too, now.

That's eleven and a half too many.

I have twelve days left at work. Eleven and a half, technically.
The early shift means I have to get up at 5.30, and that is so hard I feel like I'm on the verge of vomiting every morning, seriously. Not to mention that since it's June, the packed trains are now uncomfortably hot.
The worst part is, no matter how tired I am all day, as soon as it gets to about 7pm, I suddenly wake up. It's almost seven hours until I have to get up again, and I'm wide awake. It sucks.
Work has sucked everything else out of my life, which is why I haven't posted on here much; nothing else to moan about.
Still, only eleven and a half days...

Retail therapy

So I felt pretty lame today, went to Bromley to cheer myself up with some impulse purchases, but nothing worked. This made me feel even moodier.
So I came home and logged into ebay and spent £320 in under ten minutes.
I got a MicroKORG and a Theremin.
Hurry up and arrive, ya fuckers.
Also, check this out if you haven't already.

From ma neck an' ma chain

I don't know why people think life must be hollow and meaningless without religion. Surely it makes it more special because it's the first, last and only consciousness you'll ever get.

Tom, I may need brass knuckles in a fight, but I swear to God, next weekend we are having a SALVIA SHOWDOWN, and you don't stand a fucking chance, my friend.

Idiot...

You know you make too much money when you spend £20 on this:



But I was thinking, "hey, it'll be a laugh to whip out at parties/clubs if/when the Good Charlotte song comes on..."

I was also thinking, "looks like a high-quality thing, anyway, with a really thick chain," and that's when I found this:

Good one, dick head, you just blew £20 on a fucking gay little necklace.

The new GC album is good, though.

Pow

I am bored.
I'm not good at socialising, I had forgotten that. I like the safety and comfort of my room and miss it when I'm out, but when I'm here, I'm just tremendously bored. I sort of feel like I'm bored no matter how occupied I am at the moment. Alissa reckons I'm just going to the wrong pubs, maybe that's true. I don't get how you socialise, either. How do you meet new people? How do you strike up a conversation with a stranger?
I hate smoking, it tastes like crap and I have no desire to ever do it again physically. But it's just so cool, I almost wish I was addicted.

It also helps with my boredom. Smoking seems to be something to do. "Got any hobbies?" "Smoking".
I want to go somewhere, but I can't be bothered. And there's nowhere to go and no-one to go with.
I don't feel sorry for myself or want pity, even if this is just a big whinge. I'm just passing the time.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Easy Like Sunday Morning

Listening to Nine Inch Nails, reading about suicides and enjoying an enormous fry-up.

Now that my internet is working again...

The last few days have been filled with such frustrations. Work has grown increasingly boring and stressful simultaneously, I've pretty much started smoking (which I hate, it stinks, costs money, makes you cough and generally nothing good comes of it), a bunch of other shit has happened, and NOW, now, my friends, I cannot seem to find a copy of American Beauty. Blockbusters is open until 10 or 11pm and has endless supplies of shit movies made between 1990 and 2002 that nobody in their right mind would want to see, let alone pay to see, yet they don't have American Beauty.

I wish it was winter and I was a bear so I could hibernate.