Dear George,
Today is Ash Wednesday, 1st day of lent. It's a bright and sunny 9*C outside. I've not jumped on my train yet but i'm feeling positive that it'll be on time. A first class stamp cost 46p.
For the next 40 days i will have no sugar in my tea, eat no fast food, there is to be no chocolate or cola in my diet, and foe this first week at the very least, NO MEAT... already i'm having to re-evaluate what to i'm doing for lunch. i can see this getting quite frustration. this blog will chart my mind deteriorating as i over dose on cheese and pickle sandwiches.
What really isn't helping the situation is that i'm trying very hard to avoid my flatmate and trying not to use the kitchen. I'm not about to slag her off or anything, it's just she can be a little thoughtless at times and recently seemed to have gone to great lengths to annoy me. On the whole she's awesome, i rarely see her anyway and she's very easy on the eyes but for a tiny person she can't half make a noise. I guess the reason i'm avoiding her is because she had been a bleeding nuisance last week, clomping around the house at 4 in the morning on several occasions and other tiny things that have added up and made me want to pull her arms off. I don't want to fall out with her, we've got such a happy house... i figure the less time i see her the less there is for me to get irritated by her.
Anyway, i'm off the butchers... shit, i mean the green grocers...
Take care buddy,
Yours,
Little Dave
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