In the middle of the night

October 13th, 2007

It’s nocturnal at the moment. Just after 3am kind of nocturnal. It’s got me thinking about the things you only ever do at night. Things like going to the toilet in the dark.

I am tired tonight and I want to go to bed. Unfortunately I will only be there in another 4 hours or so. Grrrr.

There’s nothing else I have to say so I’m going to make a list of interesting things going through my mind.

  • I have quarter of a treacle tart in the fridge at home.
  • Yesterday I only spent about 25 minutes outdoors.
  • Next to me is an office phone list where all the numbers include an international dialling code.

I’m going mad here.

Entry Filed under: Chris,Random Thought,Think about it

7 Comments

  • 1. Kevil  |  October 14th, 2007 at 14:30

    You got a case of the Shift Blues my friend!

  • 2. Ian Mac Mac Mac Mac McIver  |  October 14th, 2007 at 20:20

    You see you, right, you’re slowly dying inside with that job. At work at Dickinson Dees you’ve seen my desk and how we’re all crammed in like chickens. And it’s getting to the point where I live and come home in darkness… but even so, however soul destroying that is it’s nothing campared to being forced to stay away to think about a quarter of a treacle tart.

    WTF man? Just eat the damn thing!

  • 3. Kevil  |  October 15th, 2007 at 11:11

    Yes, but remember “No man is a pint of cows eyes”

  • 4. Ian Mac Mac Mac Mac McIver  |  October 16th, 2007 at 12:16

    How could I forget? 😀

    (what…?)

  • 5. Chris  |  October 17th, 2007 at 08:35

    You see me? I still think my job is better than, you know, real work. Today I have a four-hour day in which I just have some training. Then I go home. Suck it up! Boo-yah!

    (Not sure what that was all about. Sorry.)

  • 6. Ian Mac Mac Mac Mac McIver  |  October 17th, 2007 at 12:11

    You see me, right, me gets the impression you haven’t done a decent days work since you had that sh*tty office job in Leeds city centre when we would go for POTS TATOAS and love that lovely hot mack like it was the mackingest mack we’d ever macked

    (it’s just nonsense, incoherant nonsense)

  • 7. Chris  |  October 17th, 2007 at 14:41

    The POTS TATOAS were indeed the hottest mack ever to mack out of bilgetown. With my mind I remember the worst hot mack too, it was the driest meal I’ve ever eaten in the food court in the shopping centre and it HURT my THROAT. But the mack was otherwise good. Since those days my workload has gone down and my ass has gone done up good yeah.

    (To be perfectly honest I’m not listening anymore)


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