Going Gonzo – I Look Great.

Friday, 8th March 2019.


After yesterday’s extreme meltdown, I’m intending on having a nice weekend. Even if it kills me. That doesn’t mean I’m going to have a mental one. I’m just determined to end up on Sunday night, feeling like I’ve actually had a couple of days off.

Saturday, 9th March 2019.


I really need to get a dentist for Louis but the cunts are shut on a Saturday and I Fucking work nine to Fucking five and the FUCKERS all Fucking work between these hours. I fucking hate dentists. They are all cunts.


I went to Tesco’s with Carter. I swore a lot. She tried to appease my mood but taking me for a pint in The Goat.

It didn’t really help due to the fact they had rugby on. Competitive sport cunts.

On top of all that, I scrubbed my face so hard earlier, that it looks like I’ve been punched in the face.

Add a bright red nose due to a spot inside my nostril.

You get the picture. I’m feeling pretty low.


I’m just watching Bohemian Rhapsody for the second time. Yep. Oscar deserved.

Monday, 11th March 2019.


I missed out yesterday due to it being mundane. My sister visited my mother.

That’s it.

I could barely get up this morning. There was just no motivator. Nevertheless, I forced myself to.

Now I’m sitting at my desk. Staring at the last email I was received.

“I hope you had a nice weekend? “

Did I? I don’t know. It just seems to fly by.

The usual.

The spot inside my nose is coming to the surface with the help of multiple applications of witch hazel. So, as you can imagine.

I look great!!?! Not.


another day that wasn’t worth wasting at words on.

So, instead, prepare for the mundane.

Tuesday, 12th March 2019.


Another half say passes without incident.

I say that, but I was told off this morning for dropping the ball on a couple of jobs.

Some actual training would of prevented this.


The day is slowly winding down. This means,at any minute, I will need to cram a days work into 45 minutes!

It’s just the way it’s going at the moment.

As an added bonus, a gland on my jaw, just by my ear, has become swollen. I’ll ignore it for a couple of days and see what happens.


Pfft. This is Unbelievably dull. No motivation. No creativity. No interest in anything.

Why is this happening to me?

All I have is my imagination…..well, had.

Absolute, undeniable, creative block.

No muse.


I’m so bored I’m watching old X-Files. With today’s technology I can pick and choose episodes. I’m currently watching the episode called X-Cops.

It’s a classic.


Colonel Kurtz “The Horror”.

Wednesday, 13th March 2019.


Yet another pointless excuse of a day so far. As usual, I feel quite creative and inspired right now. I do everyday at this time. The problem is, it fades with daylight. Also, I’m visiting Carter tonight.

I’m sensing, creatively, another day lost.


I was right. Lost. I watched Walking Dead with Carter(she kindly cooked me an omelette), then came home and shaved my head.

Now I’m laying in bed. Thinking how to change my life.

Thursday, 14th March 2019.


Back at work. Sitting opposite a guy who resembles the fat Controller from Thomas The Tank Engine. He is actually a company auditor.

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