Prisoner Cell Block H

some days you wake up an hour after your alarm was supposed to wake you, after a night of sleep disturbed by the recurring dreams you thout you'd got shot of a while ago and you just can't bring yourself to care about anything on your to do list that day

i say some days, we all of course know that i mean, every day, but everything is reletive so let's pretend i'm a sprightly, energetic, happy go-lucky-character that usuaally bounds out of bed and shouts 'HOWDY DOODY!' to the sun, before waving to my neighbours and jigging down the road with a whistle in my voice and a spring in my step *shudders*.. well.. if i was, today i wouldn't have been

having said that i had an almost ideal day at work, i arrived in the office, sat down, and nobody else came in the room until it was time to go home, and even then it was pretty much just to say bye.. so it was almsot as if i was sat at home in my big empty flat enjoying the silencs and the absense of human conntact.. which is all good

then i did something, a triumphant thing, a thing a should have done a long time ago, a thing that will change the world, well, my world, well ok not may world, but a part of it, a small part of it, ok so it'll give me an excuse to break into a sweat most days, make me feel a little better about the chinese takeaways [i was interrupted at the begining of this sentence to collect my chinese from the door].. having said that i've been good so far this year i think this is my 2nd, maybe even 1st of 2007... anyway... maybe sort ouot a few of the sleepless nights a little

you stopped caring what i did ages ago didn't you? me too.. i bought a bike, one that has working breaks and gears and everything [fingers crossed]

let's see if i use it now shall we.. it is pretty cold...

anyway, as i said, chinese is here.

see you all tonight. x