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Boredom strikes

Or "A bore is a man who, when you ask him how he is, tells you."

Well when the cat is away the mice will play.

Thats suppose to be a quote theat everyone lives by I'm told. Geraldine has just left the house, well yesterday, to go to Australia for a month to see relatives. I hope the rioting doesnt spoil her hols. Anyway its moi and Alistair. Ive about lost it with Alistair now already. For example yesterday I was tucking in to a pot noodle sandwich. It was late, I wanted to eat something quick before bed. And what quicker then a pot noodle. Plus its very yummy on a sarnie. So Alistair turns to moi and says "does it not bother you that your damaging your health?"
"What do you mean?" I said.
"Well not eating vegetables."
Well Alistair. Firstly, you see moi for like 10 minutes a day so who are you to question my eating habits. Also what the Hell does it have to do with you?
After a long and overly sarcastic pause I could only manage a "No, it does not bother me."

Also, as I was buttering my bread I realised that Alistair has initialed the butter. So he belongs to him. After I used it and he came downstairs I told him I had used it, apologised andtold him I'll buy some for the house. I was waiting for the "no Rob, its ok. Use mine" line. But no. It didnt come. He said instead ""well I know you had been using it as there are bread crumbs in there."
Not only the butter but he has initialed the milk and sugar. This is pretty petty. So today Ive had to do more shopping. Im thinking I may initial the toilet roll.

Anyways, its made moi think more about heading to Leeds. At the moment it couldn't come sooner.

Anyway, looking for a change in career? Here is some tips on playing dead people. Not un-dead moving around. But actual dead people not moving.

13.12.05 20:25