roll on may

25 days into 2011 and im wishing it away already.with every day i wake(or should i say get up from where i lay) i seem to get another problem,stressing me out.its 10 past 2 in the morning i cant sleep,i so want to sleep.im just hoping that come dinnertime today the pressure is off.i just want 14may here so i can go into my own little world,20 days of nothing more than wondering which way to go south,east, west but hopfuly not north after arriving at dunnit head(most northerly point on british mainland),roll on may,

feel like a condemed man waiting for my punishment,had my last drink,had my last meal,no sleep for the wicked just time to ponder where i went wrong,can i turn back time sell my soul if it would work i would but it wont,but one day i could be a millionaire,might even get to wear a bat man suit,they had a dream too(but whos my rodney or am i just some elses plonker)

tangents,neshlectavarda just to stop me swearing.is my jogle a way to the past or a route to my future,

people keep asking why,but then admire my intentions with out me answering their question,or does every one get to a point they need a jogle,a piontless excersise with little meaning apart from self indulgent satisfaction(although st lukes will benifit).

are you still here i havnt bored you yet with my meaning less drivel,laid here writting this listerning to vintage pop on tv,nostalgic, julie would say depressing cos im sure they have took the play list from my ipod.so someone out there has a simular taste in music mind it is 3am so perhaps its just for me,is there anybody out there,8 hrs to go and counting,no one on facebook must be all asleep,why are waiting hours longer than busy hours,why even ask i ask myself.

back soon reputation in tatters no doubt