I was wondering today what you would call someone who always imagined situations working out in the worst possible manner. Like I do. Sometimes.
Been having quite a lot of trouble emotionally and physically. Nothing too serious (unless you're an apocalypticist) but I'm tired from working on a factory floor six days a week and coming home to a problematic relationship.
Which is basically why I've been absent.
Too tired and too emotional.
Spoke to my friend Peter again yesterday. He sounded quite well but my brother tells me that he's a man on the verge of a nervous breakdown which may be my brother suggesting that he's had enough of living with him or may be an accurate assesment of the situation as Peter is in a bit of a predicament.
My brothers name is Gaz by the way.
Saturday, October 09, 2004
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- beefandcheese
- Despite compelling evidence to the contrary this was never meant to be about either beef or cheese, subjects in which I have little more than a passing interest. It is true however that the fates have recently conspired to find me work at a cheese factory but this is little more than a cruel, coincidental joke told at my expense.
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