Miserable, depressed, confused and thoroughly hacked off with life. OK, not quite yet but it is heading that way. Relaxing weekend went wrong on Saturday night and have spent whole of Sunday trying to relax and forget it, but can’t. Also aware that I am dangerously close to plagiarising the last two books I’ve just read. Blurry brill… Oof, tumbled over.
Anticipating another fun week at work, with the growing realisation that I should relax and start to not care about it, it is, after all, only a job, there are others.
Oh and still can’t remember getting home on Friday evening.
