Lunch Complete

Fry Up Down And Gone

Woop woop fry up went well and at 12 o'clock next pain pills at 5pm should give me a pretty nice easy day without headaches and hunger.

I need to tidy up my flat before I return home which cannot be too far off now.

I am fed up of the feeling like something is going down my throat, it feels very subconscious and weird I know it is not really there but it feels like I am getting dragged back into the game (the distraction) I am thinking it is all part of boredom and nothing better to do.

I am struggling to concentrate at the moment I have a guy in the bed next to me asking me what is the best laptop to buy and how much he is to spend on one. Quite frankly I couldn't give a sh*t but think he is asking just to make conversation in between going outside to smoke a joint of weed, very sophisticated springs to mind.

Yep so if I joined him, I would have a sh*t load to write about the day afterwards because I would be off in a world of my own, providing I could remember all of it I would probably write for a day or two about The Game. It's really not healthy for me to do those things at the moment (smoke and take drugs), hence I don't, because it is mostly naturally occurring at the moment!

His mate is talking about slightly perverted topics which is quite funny to listen too, but honestly I am trying not to pay too much attention.

Around conversations like these I am paranoid that people are thinking that I am gay/homosexual. Honestly I am neither, but the extent of the conversations just makes me quite uncomfortable and erm I question the respect levels towards women and decency.

Women are wonderful things but when you hear of a woman being dissected based on how she looks you have to question humanity a little. Some women don't mind, (most of the time they are not worth knowing), due to prostitution and fascist behaviour in their upbringing, which is becoming less common in some areas and more common among others. They still have the problem of not knowing what they really want, but that's not the point general gentlemanly behaviours are hard to find and so is the lady (guess it's just something between two people, a rarity). 

Anyway so the paranoia is, is that I am supposed to be straight, for some woman whom I am supposed to be with which has not happened yet. I am getting paranoid that someone keeps telling her or the arrangement I am gay/homosexual which is not that way, I am not that way. 

I am normally very much a one woman man.

 

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