Precipice
Something rather bizarre happened yesterday – well it really wasn’t that bizarreAs I was jabbering on the phone to Nigel, upsetting people in the library he was sitting in, a wasp fell out of a tree and hit me in the face; no stingy, no pain, no nowt.
It sort of hovered a couple of metres infront of me, recovering from the shock and I did my usual “morris dancing” around it in full public view.
I spent most of yesterday drunk at work and it was muchos fun. I had to spend the first three shuftying around in ma seat just to cope, and then the post-alcohol-euphoria hit and I had to satisfy myself further by stuffing some christmas cards into envelopes.
My sister has amused me muchos by telling me about her landlord. Apparently she’s going to be evicted. She told me that he keeps entering the property and throwing away Holly’s toys because she’s got too many of them, throwing away cups as she hasn’t washed them up and he’s sick, because he goes through her underwear drawers.
Well come on. If you had one of your hands in a ladythong you’d be sick aswell, wouldn’t you?
He also said that she lives like she was in a squat and that her attempt at tiling the bathroom was, as she put it, “disgraceful” – which I lolled at
I’ve got some random boy I’ve been chatting to off fagdar coming over to see me later on and I’ve been having a ‘mental crisis’ about it. The best way to see those off is to just get wankered and go fuck someone – so I think I will!
Go me.
Last modified: Tuesday, February 17th, 2026 at 10:22am
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