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Everything changes again...

I am giving this one a title as before it was just putting the date on twice. There's possibly a way to fix that but I can't be bothered to look for it right now.

So another day and another change and I just want to be left alone. Other people seem to find that impossible and follow me around my life like some kind of pacifist terminator. We won't kill you but we wills top you doing what you want. What you planned to do. Just because. Our schedule is more important than yours.

Day in day out.

Another annoyance is when you tell people you have stopped drinking, y'know because you become 'that' person when you do, and they keep on buying you alcohol as a lazy present.

I am not strong enough to just pour it away. You brought it into my house and made me adopt it.

Why can't people understand what not drinking means?

Other than that I git the Christmas records out of the loft and was relieved to see that the endless summer hadn't destroyed them. I also wrapped some presents and washed all the bedding. The I played some games and listened to some stuff and went for a few short walks.

This is my holiday.

Get off my beach towel.

In fact get off my beach completely.

I am quite impressed I haven't done a swear yet so children can safely read all about it.


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