Was pretty rotten.
I feel both frustrated and cranky.
Too many suggestions and not enough focus. I can’t do everything I can just try different things, one at a time and furthermore, it’s in fucking progress. What the fuck?
Anyway I’m cranky.
I need to buy a printer. I hate photocopies. They stink.
Foz joined us in the pub for a drink. He says he’s surprised people find him intimidating. As I correctly suspected, he said that his wife is EVEN MORE intimidating than he is. Wow.
There is no point to this post except to tell the world how cranky I am.
He smokes. I like that. I’m sick of people becoming so goddamn health conscious and vice phobic.