The rat race

I see I'm not the only doing in this rat race. It's so heartening to know that you are not the only one surviving, waiting for the pay to arrive. I now have 200 bob in my wallet.

It's been a hectic week, as have been the last 2 or so, and I'm looking forward to just laying in bed and not have to contemplate on the mountain of work that awaits me. I realised this week that complaining and moaning about stuff is useless so a guy just has to keep a stiff upper lip [I'm reminded of an episode where Dexter literally tried this]

On to more interesting things ... My favourite flasher called me the other day. What I was doing calling her back is something I am yet to understand. It was a case of the mind being willing [not to call back] but the flesh being terribly weak [and a tad excited]. I've been through this a dozen times, sworn even more times not to ever call her, but noooo.... Like a dog going back to his vomit. OK. I think that right there will strengthen my resolve.