I don't really have very much to say, but today I feel like I should be saying something. I hate:
- having to do both childlike-menial and national-importance jobs simultaneously
- the English offensive front in Company of Heroes
- being forgotten about at lunchtimes (surprisingly hurt...)
- liking the gay girl at work a bit too much
- landlords; all of them
- long distance
- my hair
- this shitty flat
But I am currently loving both Angelspit and Vex Red.
Nothing seems too great today. I just want somebody to pat me on the head and say "There there, everything'll be alright." Mondays are mostly so blue. 