Having a bad day

I know everyone is probably sick to death of hearing about Beloved/Loathed and his never ending reign of cruelty. Suffice to say he is currently making me endure something so hideous I’m not entirely sure how I’m getting up in the morning, getting to work, sitting at my desk (obviously not doing much work as evidenced by inordinate amount of blogging), getting home etc. Vast quantities of vodka and very long, very hot baths are helping.

The thing is I don’t think he has a clue about what he’s doing. I’m trying not to believe he is fundamentally¬†a bad person even though all evidence suggests he might be, so if he’s not then why can’t he show me something resembling human consideration and compassion? If he does know what he’s doing then what sort of monster has he turned into?

Excuse me whilst I crawl back in my hole of despair (only 2 and a bit hours before I can crack open the Smirnoff).


Leave a comment

Filed under Life

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s