Saturday, 8 July 2006

the public diary of russell carlton age 27&3/4 - day 6

you might be asking why there isn't a 'day 5'

there is, i'm just not going to tell you about it..so ner

this was going to be a happier blog, but then 45seconds ago i got some shitty news so you've all been saved

hopes are for chumps kids, don't have them

i am the anti-fight club, i'm moving home so my thoughts are clouded with possessions, not many.. a big bed, a big comfy old sofa, the biggest fucking tv my credit card will pay for

i WILL be my possessions

and there's a gym in the apartments.. so i might even try that self-improvement shit

crap.. i'm a 30something.. it's probably better you shoot me now

form an orderly queue

x

(this blog is substandard, normal service will be resumed when i'm less annoyed)

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