loser

it's tuesday and i'm a loser.

finished round of incredibly yawn-inducing child psychiatry lectures.
at 5pm.
in the depths of mile end which is far from home.
who wants to know about ADHD or oppositional disorders?
smack them isn't it?

*pfffft*

i go to the little sainsbury's at holborn with intention to buy one small packet of walker's thai sweet chilli crisps.

but i end up walking up and down 4 times,
and pick up 2 boxes of ready meals (cottage pie -- expires today, beef stew with dumpling -- expires tomorrow)
4 pints whole milk
sour cream
vivaldi potatoes
2 large packets walker's thai sweet chilli crisps (was 2 for 2 pounds, what to do??)
soured cream
quaker's caramel snack-a-jacks
8 rashers unsmoked danish bacon

i go to the counter and pay
and ask for fifteen pounds cash back
the stupid foreign cashier gives me a receipt for
fiftypounds.

i say "FIFTEEN pounds, not fifty"
so, he cancels the transaction and tears up the receipt
and proceeds to print me a new one

i ask for the cancelled receipt, but he cannot find the 4 pieces
"but it's ok. if you have any problems you can call your bank"

yea. and they're gonna give me 35 pounds without any proof?
i don't bloody think so mate.

i want to slap his fuckin little grin off his face

london has the shittiest customer services
even i know that you let your customer hold on to a cancelled transaction receipt.

what a fuckwit.


the flat is devoid of life.
except for rhino, who's sleeping most of the time, so is pretty much devoid of life himself.

genevieve's still in st mary's hospital for pyelonephritis.

beeps has gone to croydon to watch her friend's gig.

shin's in effing ipswich.

rhino has no vocal cords, and can only muster a *grunt grunt* when horny and desperate.


there's nothing on TV
but dinner time soaps
and 3 different channels broadcasting the same news at pretty much the same time.


for dinner, i make pasta
with some leftover sauce that shin made over the weekend.
for pudding, i have 2 pots of strawberry and vanilla petit filous.

i clean rhino's litter.
i cut up newspaper to make rhino's litter.


i have a bleeding headache.


so i take a shower.
and liberate myself by padding around the flat without any clothes.


now, i comfort myself by blogging my misery
and eat leftover cake that the boyfriend bought over the weekend.


at least it's good cake.
bananaandstrawberryfreshcreamcakewithapinkmarzipantop


x Depressed (but only coz i feel a bit of a loser)