Saturday, 12 June 2010

the nobodies - marilyn manson

it's been easier today. ok, i haven't done a whole lot - just pottered, really. i deleted a whole shitload of files cluttering up my hard drive. i polished off the rest of last night's chickpea curry and most of a carton of fresh orange.

keeping myself busy's the key, i think.

so tonight, i'm meeting up with tam the ham and his new friend. i have no idea where - or what we're doing - just that i'm having her shown off to me this evening.

there's no clubs on tonight that i can think of, so it's probably just an evening in some pub somewhere. knowing tam, it'll be some sort of spit 'n' sawdust experience. some haven of suspicious-looking old men and thugs selling tobacco and dvds.

or perhaps he's still at the stage of trying to impress this new lady-friend. maybe we'll end up in somewhere full of glass and tubular steel and music too loud to talk through.

i'm feeling a little better today than yesterday. able to laugh at things, which i wasn't, twenty-four hours ago. i know i couldn't have faced either licensed premises or my colleagues last night. not without serious firepower, at any rate! or a couple of dozen pipe-bombs. for that "spirit of columbine" effect.

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