And finally

It'll be time for me to go home very shortly. I don't fancy cooking so I'll defrost something from the freezer. Then it'll be the usual. I think I'll probably read again tonight. When I can't read I will do what I usually do; I'll imagine I have a rocket launcher, pointing it up at the living room ceiling, and then firing it at the cunts. I hope the nasty object falls over later. That always cheers me up.