So here I am in my part of unused cyberspace, gone are the days of a cheeky download, everybody is using Torrent sites with unlimited broadband downloading options.
So my little dot on the internet sits here and gathers dust, for those still reading this blog will now turn into the one thing I never wanted it to become about, myself.
So my online diary begins:
A day with family, was most enjoyable, having been in the capital most of the week to spend time with loved ones was a nice relief, a nice meal then off to earn the rent.
Work on a sunday night is often a danger, 'they' the people who pay my wages have been drinking pretty much since friday around 4 o'clock so by this evening are beyond any type of intelligence or reason. Today was no different.
After the doors are locked the drinks flow, 3 pints are quickly consumed before the kebab shop beckons, the owner is a big Pink Floyd fan as I went to see them earlier in the week conversation is easy, food collected and home to the football highlights.
West Ham have been relegated, not bothered don't find cockneys to be my favourite people on this planet but the Millwall/Leeds/Pompy/West Ham punch up next season should help bring English football back into the 1970's.
On entering the house I find a glass of something called "lookout wine", lookout for the wine as won't be in the glass long or lookout for just me?
Tomorrow is nearly here, tomorrow I say goodbye to my friend, goodnight
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