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So it turns out that tonight, as a result of getting a bit pissed and having a good time, I am feeling more of a maverick who forges his own path and less of a fuckwit failure who can’t achieve even the simplest of things.

Tomorrow I have to get up ridiculously early to go to a place I don’t want to go, to do a job that I hate.

At lunchtime, I will be done for Christmas.  Eleven and a half days of freedom.  Count ’em.  Eleven and a half.

Life is a weird and wonderful thing.  It all depends entirely on your point of view.  Right now, i’m swinging about like a pendulum.  Who knows where I’ll end up?

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4 Comments

  1. Probably rolling about on the floor when the string breaks.

    • Heh, like the Christmas tree decoration that falls off and rolls under the sofa and spends the holidays all alone. (sad face!)

      • Just like that, but with maybe a bit of mouldy old sausage to keep you from starving to death…

      • nom


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