Sunday, 13th January 2019.
For the first time in months, I’m too hot. That is not something I’ll complain about. It’s been abysmal over the last couple of months. No one could heat this house. Not even Satan.
The problem is, I just want to go to sleep.
Enter the world where I get all I want and where, literally, all my dreams come true.
Nameless, faceless, blank canvas, you.
I hope it doesn’t take long to drift off. I’m bored already.
Monday, 14th January 2019.
It’s been a bit hectic this morning but a flow is starting to develop which is nice.
30 quid worth of direct debits saved from bouncing by my mum. Anything to save on return fees. I think they are £12.50 each.
Bloody banks!(yeah! I’m gonna blame the bank. Not the fact I don’t have the money.)
Fuckin’ engineers! At least when I was one I would check what I had in my van before requesting stuff.
After all, it is, all about:
- Received a letter from my bank. They want to cancel my £1000 overdraft.
- L-Bob’s is being bullied by a bunch of Chavs in a couple of his classes.
Pfft. Just what I needed. Louis has asked me to let him deal with his issues. He has gone to the teachers and will be writing a statement tomorrow.
I say, expel the little cunts before I get involved. I have no problem dealing out retribution.
As far as the overdraft goes. A different approach will be required. As in, a lot of pleading!
On a positive note. My extremely cheap gigi amp arrived.
Remember Mark. It’s the little things.