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Well I been better, old pal.
You know, falling leaves and that.
I'm glad to see you in fine fetel though. Any idea how to spell fettle? I could look it up but
That was nice. You don't really want to be dead do you? I hope not. If so, there may be help available. I suppose I wandered into territory that I'd been talking about recently.
Lol. No-one seems to know when I'm joking. Guess I'm not very funny.
Oh I'm ok. I'm about to have a bath and that's always enjoyable. I even got some bubble-bath in especially. Hope you ok too!
Well I was only joking really. Sorry if you wern't. Truth is you'll be dead one day anyway so you might as well enjoy the options that being alive gives you. Being dead gives you none at all. Anyway hope you're ok.
Then it was all ready to wooooo for the Cuban Missile crisis when the world came closest to thermonuclear conflict. It's a monument to our very existence. None of you lovely people would have happened if that machine had gone wooooooooooo all those years ago.
I got an email today offering 'Pines enlargement'. As a bonsai artist, I'd rather have 'Pines reduction'!!!!!!!!! rofl! rofl! rofl! LOLOLOLOLOL etc. I wish I was dead.
Boo to that then.
Sorry about your siren. I found out today that one of my cat friends from one of the places I work was attacked and killed by a dog. That's why I've not seen him for a while. I don't think he was anyone in particular's cat but given how fat and friendly he was he must have been well loved by the local people. Crap ol' world huh?
Well...yes. There's no point denying that something goes wrong. At some point our house of cards always come tumbling down and it's a big old pisseur. However we start off with no such house and end up without one, so even when we've managed even a crummy 2-card pyramid, it's still a massive victory over gravity and we should dance and sing or whatever it is we do in triumph. Erm...I'm rambling and have lost the point. Am I wasting my time? Maybe you should goth up and turn your ill-fortune and unhappiness into something more ironically positive. Whatever you do, remember you're ok. I like you plenty.
