Last night

My mood was unsettled when I arrived home. I couldn't be bothered to cook, as I didn't really fancy anything. I watched a documentary on Indian Saddhus. What a load of shite. All I saw was people with mental health issues taking drugs and talking bilge. I don't understand how 'intelligent' people can possibly believe that rubbish. Afterwards I annoyed myself even further, by watching genealogy programmes about obnoxious 'personalities'. I went to bed with the hump.