I must be dieing or somesuch … I actually went out shopping today, and bought myself a salad. And if that’s not scary enough for you, I even ate it … within minutes of getting home.

A bit later I sort of … got the idea that I missed to get something. Well … I didn’t get it, yet. I know, some people will/would object, but I sorta feel like getting really hammered. I know … it sorta sucks, doing that alone, but … who should I do that with?

Timing in my life sucks at the moment. I’d need a female to explain some stuff to me, but the only one I know that … sorta works the same way as me … is busy, and I can’t exactly ask my sis to neglect her happiness to explain stuff to her big bro, now can I?

I’m confused and slightly scared by you, y’know? I don’t understand you … more and more frequently. But I can’t exactly go and … really ask what’s on my mind. That just wouldn’t do.

My mind keeps returning to that hammering-thought … I do have some fond memories including Absolut and GG … well, at least a few such memories.

My voice is slowly approaching that of An Cat Dubhs Lead singer, which is sorta cool. I’ll never quite hit his tone though. But I’m sitting here and singing along to songs I know … touch me. Actually I’m just waiting for the tears to start.

Yeah well … I guess this one belongs in the “not really publishing-worthy” category, but … I hat to write … something.