Well fuck me backwards with a housebrick.
I really messed up my guts with my munching last night, ive been having pains all day - i've tried to flush it out with 2ltrs of Coke, its working. Just.
Work today was really boring, but passed quickly - i decided to throw myself into a forward costing exersise involving diffrent subcontractors to carry out an upcoming job for us. Its a lot of number crunching, but a good way to pass the time. In the background, i had 2 flies buzzing around presumably trying it on with each other.
Tonight i went fishing with petrolhead mate, we caught nothing, but the wind was very bad and doesnt do wonders for my fly-casting. Just being outdoors is cool though, we have a good few spots which are totally untouched and unknown to others, so its great.
Tomorrow i have meeting, Wednesday i have meeting. Bastard.
All my mates seem to be fighting with their other halves at the moment, it makes for interesting moments while im visiting - but also reminds me of previous relationships and how miserable they made me when times were like the latter.
Fighting shows passion in a relationship - and your doomed if you dont, but its still a ballache. I'm the type that doesnt really like arguing, id rather just sort a problem out, make up and move on - on the flipside though, if you want to be a cock about it, i'll drag it on for weeks. Its very easy for me to flick the 'Absolute Cunt.' switch.
Women. Cant live with them, cant stab them - so it seems. lol
Speaking of stabbing, i hear some poor fucker got knifed 11 times at T in the park!
i mean, 11 fucking times!!
How inefficient is that, one slit to the throat would have done it.
Have fun homies.
Brendan :]
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