fancy dress 3 (and other stuff)

i've decided to go to this fancy dress do. i need a night out. and the bar's free which is a turn up where carl's lot are concerned. i've never known a man as tight as carl's dad. he only breathes in.

souness hasn't been seen since you know what? which is lucky for him because he's due a kick-in as far as i'm concerned. i'm still coming to terms with that one.

what's it all about? life i mean. you do your best and you get walked all over. all i ever wanted was a few quid in my bin, nice family life, couple of kids an' that. it's not too much to ask for is it? i mean what have i got? who am i come to that? little more than a fuckin' drop out that's what. haven't even got a place to kip permanently since the misses chucked us out. that was a big mistake, putting her name only on the rent book to dodge the social. i don't know how long i can hold out here at my sisters. graham's on the moan again. i wish he'd just die to be fair. i've thought of it you know. doing him over and that. it wouldn't be that hard in all honestly. i've worked out a few methods. i'll play it by ear. i'm getting desperate i'm telling you.

the only good thing to come out of my life is my boy, john, and he hates me. well, maybe not, but he's always fuckin' busy when i bell him up and that. probably ashamed of me.

and that's the fucking good news.