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2005-04-14 - 6:44 p.m.

That's my motif for today...sien.

Discontented, dissatisfied, ennui, bored, fed-up, pissed-off, wound-up, restless, arsed-off, upset, depressed, sensitive, tired, fatigued, exasperated.

Bah.

I need a holiday.

Stupid trials have been put on Sunday. Which means I miss Carl's champagne brunch and most likely Sevens in the evening. When the hell has men's epee ever been on a Sunday anyway.

Dammit.

OK...deep breath. And relax. Happy thoughts happy thoughts.

Bah.

Eloquence seems to depart on sien days as well, in case no one noticed.

I should go home and rest. Get an early night in. Chill out in front of the TV. But screw that.

Good sense also seems to depart on sien days.

Instead I feel like staying out late, drinking more than is good for me, inhaling more smoke than is good for anyone, sulking and bitching in general. With similarly sien people. Most people would describe that as a vicious circle. Most people would be right. Most people are probably more in possession of good sense than I am too at the moment.

Bah.

Stupid world. Stupid life.

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