i'm back

i'd like to say the reason i've been away is because i'd been doing something interesting but i can't because i haven't. the only reason i've not been keeping this site updated is because i couldn't be fucked. i've been depressed. friends and that are getting me right fucking down for starters. it's like all they ever fucking do is moan about there lives. moan moan fuckity moan the whole time the moaning bastards. i mean, they must think i'm dear deirdre or summit. do i look like the sort of punter who wants to listen to sob stories from the likes of that lot. i mean i had souness round last night. i opened the door and there he was standing behind his moustache. it's embarrassing knowing the bloke it is. he looks like terry mcdermotts long lost son. perm, lacoste tracksuit and a rat living under his nose. anyway there was nothing on telly so i let him in. i should have read a book. 30 minutes in i was nearly crying, by the time he'd been there an hour i was ready to slit my fucking wrists. in the end he went but it totally ruined an otherwise perfectly boring tuesday night.