Well.

Apr 08, 2010 11:47

GREAT SUCCESS.

anyway petes gone round dajves and im in and i have a cold or like flu, or malaria or something and there's no one here to look after me, peter, but whatever i guess i'll just lie here and die.

joking (a bit) but yes. awarded with the sniffles.

can you believe we're into april? and 2010 has been so productive so far- but i'll have work soon, people will be wanting their drives done and that for summer. gonna start looking for a job proper after holiday with peter, should probably earn stead of what we're doing now, plus i want new trainers and if ever theres been a reason to have money it is sneakers.

when ever i come on here i feel like ive got nothing to say other than a great big gut spill and i hate them. makes me feel all wonky. its a bit weird knowing i know all you guys now and that. i dunno. petes last therapy was a shocker, hes alright like, but it was a shocker. sometimes i just reckon all its doing is making him relive shit hes moved on from, but apparently you gotta go right back to the root of something rather than just cut off the head. a lot like weeding, fixing the human brain.

anyway hope youre sound.

in a bit.

pick a career boy, cold, can i go to bed yet?, employ me, down with the sickness, sore head, its all my fault

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