Friday 22nd January
Fuck you Tumblr. Where are my posts? Eh? Eh? Give them back, you shit, you know that those words were the best words and you stole them. Stole them! I want them back! I know they made little sense and were grammatically suspect. I realise that I beautifully split my infinitives. But why? Why? On a Monday? Why?
Well, bollocks. Friday was spent doing very little, it was a short Friday at work and it’s hard to get hyped up to work on a short Friday. So I came home, got my hair cut and collapsed in front of the telly. It’d been a hard week.
