I've got *so* much work done this week.

Shit loads, honestly. I can't think about the football - everytime I start to I get this tight knot of panic and nerves in my gut: have to do something else to take my mind off it. So I've thrown myself into work. I've done the work of two men this week.

Fuck me if I aren't a wreck though.

Mid-table mediocrity next season, please. I need a year off.

P.S. If it's not National "Morbidly Obese Shop For Free Day" today, why is Morrison's near me PACKED OUT with salad dodgers????

Posted By: roywallerslovechild, May 13, 15:00:46