Friday, 13 November 2009

Self pity has hit the dinosaur once again.

My life seems to have taken a very similar pattern to that of last year, except this year I don't have a Jac to knock on my door to see if I'm still alive, or a Fleen to keep me company each evening on the land of msn.

I moved to Derby and Fleen got a life.

I could drop dead and it would probably go unnoticed for a good three days.

This idea appeals to me somewhat.

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