In keeping with my track record of all electronic equipment dying rapidly it looks like the computer is having difficulties. The power cable is, to put it nicely, conveying power intermittantly, and I have just noticed a funny grinding noise. I knew something ahd to crap out as soon as I got my stereo fixed. Its all about maintaining the status quo you see, at least 3 defective appliances at any one time.
I thought maybe one of those slsk gimps had put a hex on me for a while though, damn bastards banning me, just as I was getting to the juiccy hilarious parts of the albums. Evidently it is not enough to share, you have to share the right stuff. The cool stuff. The stuff that will make everyone think you know lots about music because you are getting down to some throat singing or whatever. Madonna's greatest hits on nose flute.
Well, I am theorising. I can't have offended these people any other way since I don't speak to them. I'm beginning to think all my problems with the world stem from other people. How much nicer it would be to be the only person! Then the onus would not be on me if I didn't get along with others.
Anyway, work tomorrow & it does not feel like I have had much of a weekend. My flatmates are pampering themselves with a late night because they have days off coming up. Damn, when I end up doing chores and being busy all weekend it feels like the drudgery is unremitting. How many more decodes of this can I hope for? That's probably the reason I hate people asking about my plans for the future. It's scours as far as the eye can see.
Obviously the thought of having to get up and do it all again the next day is what puts me off going to bed too. A wallpaper of tedium and misery follows again and again and again, though maybe that is because my attitude stinks (another facet of my failure).
Meh.
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