Spotify

My playlist is immense.

That's all

http://bit.ly/dzqYTR

And, while i'm having a moan...

Because we had a bit of snow recently, we now have more pot holes in the road than we have road.

It's ok, though, because the council have sent big vans driving round the streets with 3 blokes each one to.... spray paint a white line around the big holes.

Thank fuck for that. For a minute there, i thought that they might have stopped to fill them up. That wouldn't have made any sense, though, would it?

Our roads are awful, yet we pay more than anyone else to use them. Doesn't quite add up.

Why don't we get a load of our unemployed folk out there in pick ups with a bit of hardcore on the back and a few shovels, and get them to fill these holes up? It'd create thousands of jobs, and with the state of our roads, would be pretty continuous stuff. They could drive around for 8 hours a day, fill any pot holes they see and let the white spray paint brigade know to come and make them look all pretty afterwards. It'd save many tyres and suspension systems!

End of rant

*WARNING* Attractive women beware!

By the sounds of it, attractive girls/women will soon be banned from going out before 9pm.

This possible government initiative to put Nuts and Zoo up with the porn, and stop things like Hollyoaks* being on before 9pm is ridiculous. Young girls feel 'pressured' to look like the girls from the magazines and the TV show. What utter bollocks.

Basically, the way things are going, you're only going to be allowed out in daylight, or be on the TV before 9pm if you're fat and ugly. All this because you may upset all the fat ugly girls, who try their best to look like you but that bastard Mr Kipling won't let them.

The bit that annoys me most, though, is that girls don't listen to us blokes. We don't want you to look like the idiots in the magazines. They're just there for us to make comments about 'snapping them in half' (it's a man thing). If women actually listened to us, they would realise that we prefer 'real' women. With curves and all that goes with them.

Grrrr

(* i do not condone anyone watching Hollyoaks as it is a massive pile of wank)

Failure

Failure is what i'm pinpointing the being sad on.

Sometimes a little thing will happen that will make you stop and reflect on the 'bigger picture', as it were.

That is why i am sad.

I reflected.

I shouldn't be allowed to think, it's always been my downfall (especially in football).

Please don't judge me on these 2 posts. This is not me. I'm the one who's always ok, and i'm sure normal service will be resumed asap!

I am sad

Today i am stupidly sad.

And i know that if i write stuff, it will just look like self pity. I know this, because that is exactly what it is. My self pity.

I am mostly grumpy. The things that really make me angry, most people wouldn't bat an eyelid. But this is not normal for me. This is a feeling of dreadful sadness, and i can't even talk to my friends or family about it because i don't know what to say.

I'm not a sad person. I like to give the impression that i am miserable. But those who know and love me will know that i'm happiest when i've something to moan and be miserable about. It's a family trait. I intend to pass my misery on to my eldest son =D

I'm trying to deal with a few things in my head right now. Some i can't explain. One or two things, i will try to.

I will start with Twitter. I loved Twitter. I probably still do. But it went bad, and it was as much my fault as it was anyone else. Some people know what happened. The reason i left was as much to do with feeling betrayed by 'friends' as much as anything else. They weren't real friends - i just assumed they were. I blame the internet for that. I do have real friends from Twitter though. Wonderful people. They know who they are. I love them.

I am asked, at least once a day, to go back to Twitter. The lengths people go to to try and tempt me back are crazy. I can't give examples, as you wouldn't believe me if i told you! I can't understand why it's so important i go back. I was very proud of all of my tweets up until the end of august, when my life started to get battered. Things happened that messed me up and i got involved in other things that i really shouldn't. Because of the fall out of this, i feel i can't go back. But i feel bad. It seems i am actually upsetting people by NOT going back. I don't want to make it sound like i am anything special. I'm really really not, but in a strange way, these people make me feel that i am.

Because of my crazy memory, i can remember most things i say. I can remember funny and interesting tweets (probably because there were so few!), but mostly i said 'minge'. Or 'vaginal discharge'. Or the #cleavagebarometer. And I even put prostitutes contact details on my page. Surely this isn't the kind of thing people like to see on Twitter?!

I am feeling teary right now. Back to being sad.

I really don't like feeling this sad. I've not eaten today. I'm how i was back at the end of August and I don't like it. But if i can lose another couple of stone, that would be handy!

Right now i feel like a failure (self pity alert). That is the only way i can describe it. No one will have read this far, though, so it doesn't really matter.

Until next time, goodnight, stay classy and thanks for stopping by xxx