Some pensioners approach
Got up and about for 7:50. Ran bath, washed and brewed coffee. Spoke to mister dogg and told him he's my favourite dog. Off to Leeds for a night to try to find another job. Still not heard from Salsa Mexicana's.
Boring old persons on bus. Discussing decline of magpies and cook-coos. Yes yes: no no. Yes yes they do yes yes. Yes it is. Yes it did. Honest that's what they say! Yes they have, hmm, they have yes.
Consanguinity so much to answer for.
I recall ignoring DG on Sunday afternoon as he endeavoured to attach himself to me. I can't stand him for a good reason. A person who I used to look forward to seeing immensely all the way from School, through Uni and up to a few years ago. This is only my observation, but he has real issues when he drinks too much and becomes a vibrant example of a sex pest. There is a dividing line in the night between normal discussions and openly obsessive fantascism and I think I want the old Dave back.
The swallows have arrived. When does anything change. When will the swallows stop traveling to this destination. Isn't that evolution? A snap decision by a few migratory birds to stay put? How does something selectively migrate? Migration is very common in the animal world. Is it human instinct to do likewise?
When I'm crazy certain unreal ideas come into my head. Like the feeling that nothing is real and nothing can be real. It's all so impossible.
The bus has filled with many pensioners. They must have a purpose in going to Leeds? Some event that oap's are privy to. It's 10am on Tuesday after a bank holiday. Woman oh woman why do you carp and talk to everyone like you own them? She must fill every second with mutterings.
Who ever the Americans captured as 'Osama bin laden' must've suffered dreadfully? I guess by discarding the body in the deep blue sea the fishes would pick clean his bones and bleach all damage done there in the name of democracy and justice? Is it ok to shoot a suspect. We don't know the truth and I feel America doesn't either. Those people in 9/11 need their tribute.
Boring old persons on bus. Discussing decline of magpies and cook-coos. Yes yes: no no. Yes yes they do yes yes. Yes it is. Yes it did. Honest that's what they say! Yes they have, hmm, they have yes.
Consanguinity so much to answer for.
I recall ignoring DG on Sunday afternoon as he endeavoured to attach himself to me. I can't stand him for a good reason. A person who I used to look forward to seeing immensely all the way from School, through Uni and up to a few years ago. This is only my observation, but he has real issues when he drinks too much and becomes a vibrant example of a sex pest. There is a dividing line in the night between normal discussions and openly obsessive fantascism and I think I want the old Dave back.
The swallows have arrived. When does anything change. When will the swallows stop traveling to this destination. Isn't that evolution? A snap decision by a few migratory birds to stay put? How does something selectively migrate? Migration is very common in the animal world. Is it human instinct to do likewise?
When I'm crazy certain unreal ideas come into my head. Like the feeling that nothing is real and nothing can be real. It's all so impossible.
The bus has filled with many pensioners. They must have a purpose in going to Leeds? Some event that oap's are privy to. It's 10am on Tuesday after a bank holiday. Woman oh woman why do you carp and talk to everyone like you own them? She must fill every second with mutterings.
Who ever the Americans captured as 'Osama bin laden' must've suffered dreadfully? I guess by discarding the body in the deep blue sea the fishes would pick clean his bones and bleach all damage done there in the name of democracy and justice? Is it ok to shoot a suspect. We don't know the truth and I feel America doesn't either. Those people in 9/11 need their tribute.
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