So an update -

I'm working again - interesting field as a body collector (Mortician assistant)
The way I see it the customers don't talk back, and if they do then "It's a Miracle!"

I'm in another 'dark' rut in life wondering why the fuck do I bother - I read a statistic the other day that one in four people suffer from some form of mental illness be it schizophrenia, depression, bipolar etc etc and I was surprised. They put it into an equation of four people in your family unit (Mother Father Brother Sister) I have one in four chance of being the one suffering from a mental problem - I've nominated my father for our one in four though as he's just weird!

But I find an ever increasing pattern of just couldn't be fucked! I'm hard to motivate - my line of work has no effect on me at all, and I often wonder if it's making the walls surrounding me thicker, adding to the care factor of fuck all in me!

Another update is that I went out last month with the "If you're a nutter please come harass me' sign on my head again (I know I should learn to take it off before entering into the public domain!) However I just seem to attract the people who are fucking fucked in the head and want to stalk me make my life difficult and send me 20 txt messages in 10 mins (that equated to one sms message every 30 seconds!) I've since told her to fuck off - and I "think" she may have finally got the message that I'm not fucking interested in anything she has to offer as it's been a week since she contacted me her last message asking "Aren't you talking to me anymore!" Well FUCK NO I'M NOT you fucking stupid bitch if you can't get the message that I don’t want anything to do with you you're dumber than I thought!

Anyway rant over - welcome to November!