annanotbob2's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Blue Want to write about something else but don't know what so I've just turned up here at the keyboard hoping to find the thing, the thing that's more important than what's going on with boxes and stuff. (Not even going to say the word, the M word. Forbidden for this entry) But there's nothing else. Today we (me and Bloke) emptied the shed ready for dismantling and removal tomorrow. We dug up the peonies - don't know if they'll survive as they're delicate and may sulk for a year or two, but worth a go. Now I'm pissed. Drunk not angry. My brain just clatters round all the time and I hate it. Feel like I can't, but know I will. Lonely. I know Bloke is here a lot and does loads of things for me, but he's not here now and nor is anyone else. Ah well. 8:35 p.m. - 02.12.11 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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