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As one of the angry people I'm really sorry Anna. And to Flyboy as well while I'm at it. Just...
It's just, in the last couple of days I've really built up going to Brighton Pride in my mind, and then for this cold to just come OUT OF FUCKING NOWHERE, and now I'm up with the insomniacs on the Late Shift and therefore I won't be able to go tomorrow because my body will be wanting me to sleep and it's just...
I want to hit something. I want this cold to go away at least for two days. I want to sleep.
I want to be able to spontaneously teleport! Then, I could still go to Pride, even if I stayed up all night, when I started to get tired I got teleport home to bed! Bah, stupid genes...
And weather reports suggest it's going to be 10 degrees cooler in Brighton than London, which would be reason enough to head down there.
And what's worse is that I'm so angry and upset because my oh so important plans for a weekend have been put out whereas I've still got my health (in a broader sense), and a job, and security and am not one of the millions of people in the world a lot better off. Insomnia's obviously not the worst of my problems, I seem to have regressed back to being a teenager as well! |
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