samyouwell

Ok, how to explain best. maybe in bullet form.

1.she didn't remember me!
2.More than that, She spent a few minutes trying to rack her brains if she knew any sams... looking right at me!
3.I had to handle this whilst tripping my balls off, silverfish crawling all over evryones skin.
4.then it was pointed out that i am a sam, someone said "what about him?" and under her breath i swore she said "yeah but he's kinda mingin"..... fuck.... why does this feel like i'm writing a eulogy.?
5. If she knows i exist at all, she obviously has a very dim view of me. But i still think about her all the time.

I am such a fuck-wit.

I don't think san francisco will be far enough a retreat.
Maybe backpacking china in the new year.

In other news today, gameplay is moving to basingstoke, this means all my co-workers are panicing about their imminent redundancy. Not me mind. Mwahahah!
I'm not a bad person for frollicing in their misfortune, since they found out i'm leaving they're been a bunch of cunts to me. sod 'em.

21 days till departure..... woo hoo!