Current mood:

Sardonic

These really are the first/only thoughts I've had for months...
I was journeying across town though the park on my way home this Saturday evening. Imagine my surprise to find that it really is filled with groups of lurking yoofs! I thought that was just a myth.

Although it was only 6pm, so I was pleased to note that they were starting early. I can't stand a youth that stays in brooding until midnight, and only then goes out partying.

Recently, I've found myself making a lot of cups of tea I don't finish. I usually drink about two thirds of the tea, and then forget about it. I'd like to think this is a sign of how thrusting and work-focused I am. But I fear it's a sign of creeping absent-mindedness that can only end in me not being able to find my arse with both hands. On the other hand, I seem to be surrounded by people who can't find their arse with both hands, so maybe it would be for the best.