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Mood: whiskey sodden
Listening to: jazz
yeah yeah, tried to be conservative but I decided that I wont be anymore. weird. But I dont fucking care anymore.
I attempted to cut down on my pleasures. But I really enjoy whiskey. And such stuff.
Funny how I manage to keep it together. It is hard to get up in the mornings sometimes, however once I get to work it is easy. Codine helps when things are going rough.
What is strange in my life. hmmm. All of my gorgeous, young staff members are separating from their boyfriends and now all the men on staff are sniffing around. Hilarious to watch.
One is sending way to many text messages to Helen. He fucked up big time. He was so keen, but practically stalked her so she is pissing him off. Men have no bloody understanding on how to play the game. (Well, lots of them don't)
Something unnerving happened. I was cleaning out my fridge and I found a bowl from my parents house. Totally strange to find a vegetable curry my father had cooked for me. It must have been hiding for about 6 months.
I nearly reheated it. Then I would be eating a meal, cooked by someone who has not been alive for a few months. How absurd is that. It struck me profoundly. Made me mourn. Which is probably good for me. I never get time to do that.
I am still not sure how I am going to use this log. I dont know if I want it to be a reflection of my emotional side, reflect my personal challenges (in which I have many) or discuss my secrets. I have so many.
I guess I should share my secrets. The ones I cant tell my friends and family.
I think that I began this to write about all of them, but I have not yet. I think I might get the courage soon.
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