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Blank Day

Well today is a particularly blank day for me, all I seem to have going round my head is random snippets of songs which don’t equate into anything. Also I am trying my hardest not to give in to the temptation to sod who ever is in the room with me and have a kip. I do this from time to time. Sink low in my swivel chair and rest my head, close my eyes and have a lovely cat nap. Of course being careful not to nod off completely so that I can hear when one of the doors go and I can jump to alert (and I am doing work) status.

Normally when I feel this tired I nip to the loo to wake myself up. However, there are three problems with this, someone might think that I have a bladder problem; another would be to think I have some sort of infection like cystitis or something. The last and by no means least, I might bump into the suspect lesbian. Not that I am in the least bit homophobic, but I can’t figure this girl out. She always talks to me as if she is chatting me up and I start to feel really shy about it. I also think this as she has asked me out for drinks and also to play football (?). Maybe I am reading too much into it and she is just being nice, but I still don’t trust it.

Well back from the loo and no suspect lesbian in sight. I am also feeling slightly more awake. I am sure it won’t last long and I will be back to the rolling of eyes and jerking of head, where you are just about to fall off to sleep and then realise you are not meant to. Maybe I shall listen to the radio and see what dire so-called hit they pump into my ear holes. I really need to sort out putting some music on the MP3 player on my phone. Umm typical adverts, all droning on about car deals and discount supermarkets, I WANT MUSIC on my radio, please. They also tell you on most radio stations (or maybe I am generalising) that today is the national day of something or other, which sometimes I find quite useful.

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