This, too ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Yes. Heh. Look at that, my old highschool -and headteacher- on the telly. That means I ought to have been able to see the cameras from my window. How highly exciting. Lately I have a feeling that something important has to be worked-towards, in my head. But I fear it may be turning into a final loss of faith in the universe. Or multiverse. Or whatever. Maybe just humanity, I dunno. Certainly a general degradation in once keen hope for the future. Plus I've taken to biting my left index finger and it now stings like a bastard. Blah blah, as a Muslim the attacks in London are deeply personal to me. No they're not, you're a retard. You weren't personally touched by them. I'm an Englishman, I could say they were personal to me. But that would be bullshit, wouldn't it? I do not care any more about them than I do about the fact that Eritrea and Ethiopia are possibly about to beat the shit out of eachother's youth, again, for example. That concludes my little rant for this entry. Ah, hell. I can't cheer myself up by walking, even places I don't often go. It doesn't matter, anymore. Losing the last bits of my faith in humanity has come at a less than ideal juncture for me personally, I suppose. I just have to get all kinds of selfish happy on the go very soon or that's it, I'm done. The best and worst of things are all in the same place, aren't they? Edit: Oh, I think I fixed something. Maybe it's just the guestbook link. Did I mention that last time? I dunno, I've only had six pints but it seems to be enough that I can't HTMgiveashit. 8:05 a.m. - 2005-11-05 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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