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I'm sorry, but how the fuck is it a quarter to 8??? I've just got home from work... well, obviously not, I got home around 4. Jeez, where have the last 4 hours gone? I've just been pissing around for what felt like an hour and all of a sudden it's almost 8 o'clock. Bugger. Well I ain't going to sleep now - that'll well fuck up my sleep pattern cos I'll end up sleeping all day and I'll never sleep tonight. This could actually work in my favour though... I'll ride it out all day, be shattered by tonight, get an early night and then be able to get up early Monday morning to go to the doctors. Ha! Fuck you time! I win! Ugh... if only I had some weed though - what am I gonna do all day? I really need to start my Christmas shopping but I really don't know if I fancy going into town on a Sunday. Oh god yuk, Sunday shopping... at Christmas - nah, sod that. I guess the Christmas cake I made is about ready to be iced now, so I could do that today. I don't think it'll need any more brandy added to it. Man I could eat that cake right now. Maybe I'll bake something else today too - something Christmassy, Mince Pies maybe, orrr.. guh, what else is Christmassy that I can bake? Oh shit yeah - I told Mum I'd decorate the tree today. It currently only has lights on it. My room needs a proper good sort out but that's a massive job that I really don't fancy doing. I need to get rid of a lot of shit. I hate getting rid of stuff though. I'm never gonna need my college work again am I? I just find it so hard to throw stuff away though. God I just have so much stuff now I think about it - just shit. I want a book case to put my, well ,books on, but I have no room in this stupid attic room. Right, I'm gonna sign off now cos I'm starting to stress thinking about all the shit I have and my heads going from one to a dozen. I'll go have a ciagrette and possibly some breakfast.....FUCK, well just remembered my dream from last night, well, just about. Weird, gory and very scary.... and I wanna say Emmerdale... either characters or location, I don't remember which. Eric Pollard!! He was a baddy! Trying to get me so he can kill me. And I remember hiding from him with some girl in the bushes near my old house by the common where I used to live when I was dead young. Oh my god I wish I could remember more cos I remember it being so gory and it was all abit whodunnit with people getting killed in really rank ways and I knew it was him but nobody would listen so all I kept doing is running but at the same time trying to get everyone else away him. Where has this actually come from?!?!?! I was just thinking about breakfast and I hardly ever remember my dreams. I don't even watch Emmerdale. I barely even watch TV except for Saturday nights at work. I can't remember it properly but there's this like big machine thing with a body on it in the middle of the country side next to a pub that I remember running out of and it had those swinging doors you see in Westerns. And now remembering back to when I was in the bushes with that girl - there's an old bashed up car driving towards us that we can see through the trees. I'm gonna go make a cup of tea and have a cigarette.

Edit: For any non-UK'ers, Emmerdale is soap opera and Eric Pollard is a character in it. I never watch this by the way. Oh.. and I now have Weetabix with Soya Yoghurt and Honey and gonna watch a film before I do anything today.