Monday, June 20, 2005

Mounting Disillusionment

I was all set to tell how I had a lovely day at REM yesterday but I am much too annoyed to do that now. I'm having a bad day. Yes, yes, I know I could have it alot worse: I could've had my car tyres slashed yesterday while we were at the concert, like Jenny did, or I could be starting my accountancy exams tomorrow like Aoife or I could be massively hungover like Burt, or I could just be ginger, like David. I am decidedly better off than all these people. All the same, if no-one has any objections, I think I will just go home this evening at five o'clock and die quietly due to my increasing exhaustion, poverty, boredom, misery and sunburn. Tis the way of a narcissist.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Well Luce got my tyres fixed, so my cars all better now. Glad those kids got some fun out of my misfortune!! NOT! Is con back?