Today, I know nothing

It’s true. Today, I know nothing. And lately, I’ve been angry about alot.

Currently, I’ve been on jury service – I won’t go into the details – not because it’s illegal for me to do so, it’s more because I don’t want to go over them again as the whole point of jury service is to go over things again and again and I’m bored by it. By the way, wasn’t a really nasty case – more of 6 of one, half dozen of the other. Still, the wrong person was in the dock. South Wales Police are USELESS. Nothing new there. The barrister for the defence was pretty good though. She knew her stuff.

And all of that to miss one week of work and leave a girlfriend pining after me and me missing her too… hardly seems worth it does it?

So, I’m sitting here downstairs in my parents’ house writing this. Lauren and I have started to peoplewatch alot (how many of you do this?). We used to do it a little but now we do it alot and I think we seem to get wound up about the same stuff. Before I went back to Swansea for the jury service, she came with me to King’s Cross before I went to Paddington (regular readers would realise she came from Cambridge… 45 mins on the train… just to say goodbye. I called her a fool. She is. I love her for it (fool…)). Anyway, I digress. We were sitting in the Starbucks just round the corner and laughing at the people who were still working in there. I mean, jeez, it’s only SATURDAY….

People in London are starting to really get to me for that reason. There’s all this bullshit flying around that all there is is work and everything has to be work related. No wonder that this country is depressed, in debt and ill. All we do is work… I look at these people and just think ‘idiots’… and I got angry.

Then I started laughing at them. They are trying desperately to know so much in order to do… what? How about this for a thought. We all wind up the same, i.e., dead, so why try so hard to fill what time you do have here working?

I can’t fathom them, so I laugh at them and I don’t give two craps who they are. Also, I shall do my best to annoy them in future. Ha! AND you can stick your fucking blackberries up your arse too. Idiots. You’re not friendly either. I bet your mothers wouldn’t be proud…

And I have made plans. This year coming, I will…
1. Move to Letchworth to get out of London and be close to Lauren
2. Buy Lauren a Beetle (old one) for her birthday (don’t even think you’re getting out of it)
3. Be as happy as I can be
4. Love Lauren (no, angel, that wasn’t an afterthought!!)

So yeah… in conclusion…

– London is populated by idiots (I include myself in this for moving there but I met Lauren through it so yey)
– Will be happy in 2007.

I’ll read this at the end of the year and see what happened. Oooh, the possibilities are endless!

Jord