Get off my shoulders

still grumpy about CTBBTO ruining the pasta last night, who in there right mind would think pasta needs to be chewed... LIKE STEAK?

Felix da cat was off on serious adventures this morning, I thought he had a date, which is weird for him being desexed and all but i found him in the grass 6 houses up and opposite by the railway line and when i called his name he looked up with a really mental faraway look in his eye, i was a little astonished and I wondered if I should try that out, roll around in the grass 6 houses up.

Obviously our grass in our yard is not good enough for him anymore.

My shoulders are really sore and i still have indigestion and i'm craving lasgane.

I'm trying to think it's Monday still so Friday will came quicker and as a real suprise, but it's pay day and that kind of thinking is not working.

The boss is muttering damn and fuck loud enough for me to hear. This is a wierd place, i'm in a weird place, a cyclist decided to do something "new" today; ride with his head down, URGH but a good note i got to see his nostril hair as i rode past.

my front tyre is nearly flat. urg.