bichoose (bichoose) wrote,

Saturday 1st February 2014.

Dear Journal..i know that it is a rare thing for me to sit here on a Saturday afternoon and be quite sober, mostly tis either work or the bottle which draws me away from the big white screen… may gasp as much as i i can hear the rumblings of the cork screw chanting away down below in the kitchen. Plus catch twenty two in the dying of the dreadful tour down under of willow and leather, clogs my grey matter with WTF whilst bowling my soul into………………. ho-hum…..however tis the first of February perhaps the most fog horn month in which to trawl around in my tiny red van but let me leave work alone as behold the weekend starts yippie…tis time to dress and rip off this uniform…yummy...

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