Tuesday, 6th June 2023.
I ended up going to work today. So, there is always, at least, a small pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. Tomorrow, if there is nothing else, I’m going to lay my Guv’s bathroom floor. He’s not lazy. He’s fucked his back.
I spent a lot of time fucking about yesterday, thus a 31 minute video montage🤪
19:44
A little painting this evening. It’s very relaxing,and I like painting boobs.
I’m not that relaxed, though. No one talks to me in the week. When I need people the most……..Oh well. It is what it is.
I’ll just go to bed, I suppose.
Thursday, 8th June 2023.
I missed out yesterday due to bad mental weather. Nothing happened. I was just down. I avoided all interactions with others.
Now I have to go to London to screw one face plate down……..
Then come back, drive to High Wycombe, and help my boss lay his bathroom floor. The things I do to stay afloat!
I feel like laying on a bathroom floor.
09:08
I’m on the way out of London now. Back to get my car, then drive to High Wycombe.
16:54
Working at my Guvs’ house is way worse than normal work. We spent the afternoon laying laminate in this bathroom. All the difficult cuts. Add his OCD, this is unbearable.
Sunday, 11th June 2023.
Where did the weekend go?
I stayed at Liza’s on Friday night. I know that. There was a bottle of Glenlivet. I know that as well……..
Jeez! Grow up Mark!
I can’t keep doing this. Can I?
I’m happy, though. I’m really happy. Life seems to have some point to it. I don’t know what the point is, but it seems to.
I’ve just been to Northolt on an errand, which was probably the worst thing to do, on a day like this. It’s, like, 30 degrees and the traffic was awful.
I was desperate for a hair of the dog.
I can smell the heat. That’s how hot it is.
Mad dogs and Englishmen.
19:21
All of a sudden, L-Bobs reminded me that I said I’d make Chilli. Jesus! It was the last thing I wanted to do, with all the class A’s coursing through my system.
I did it anyway. I knew I would have to eat sooner or later. All I’ve had since Friday is lager, whisky, and bloody Marys. I got him to get me some fat Coca-Cola. I needed the sugar.
Anyway, I’ve eaten now. Passing out is imminent. I’m spent. Burnt both ends and in the middle.
Done.