As much as it was lovely being with the family for the past fortnight, I am bloody sick to the back teeth of most of them and am ready to get back to a form of normality.
Just finished the first day of work for the new year, weirdly slow for a fairly busy Saturday. Better than a cold open of a Tuesday with a full schedule.
Now on the train, starving, listening to Torn Anus
HE’S GOT A BIG PIG, HE’S GOT A BIG PIG
I’M ONLY BRINGING TOAST TO MY LIPS YEAH
I’ve stopped smoking today. I’ve got one of those patches on but still feel like a crazed dog. A friends invited me over for lunch, which is a nice distraction, but woe betide him, as I feel like spontaneously BURSTING INTO TEARS.
I think my New Year's resolution might be to cut ALL OBSESSIVE PEOPLE out of my life. Honestly with the ANAL CUNTS at work and MR OCD at home it's like having your ENTIRE EXISTENCE minutely controlled by ALIEN FORCES *enjoys appetizer of roasted butternut squash * No wonder I'm ON THE TABLETS