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September 8tth
Helloo again bloggs!
My cold has all gone now so that's much better. I fell like a proper person again, instead of a wooden one filled up with glue.
It has been aquiate good week again, because angela is getting very friendly at the back of Tescos. She borught back three ready curries last night but eh microwave is misbehaving and making loudf pulsing on and off sounds like a spaceship. The curries went crispy at the ousidfe but were still very cold int the middle. So it looked as though e couldn’t' eat them miunitl anglea athought well we can use the frying pan can't we?
So we scraped all the goo into one pan with the rice as well and cooked it up to hot on the ring. It was just enohgt for us two, and I was glad that Dennis came too lat because there wasen't enoghg really for thrree people. I don't jnow why they sayu so in the packet when it just isn'you true unl;ess you are a mouse or something, or a very large cockeroach. All he said was this ******* gaff stinks like a foreign persons armpit (he sias niother word which is not polite) and why the **** dint you keep any for me, you ******* rotten selfish ******* ********. But he didn't mind really and had a big bottle of cider to pass round and told us all aopbout how he broke someones nose for being ****** up and ******* lippy outside the queue of rthe Orange Garter nightculb where he has his job on a Friday noght.
I have bee wondering about twhat I shoul;d do with my life now. I am nealy 28 and have not achieved anyitnhg I can thin kof except stain out of prison which is better than my dad I suppose, but not musch odf the ting to put on your tomstone. Here lieth Frank Chicken, the son of Franic Chehen who spent more time in prison thano ut of it. Frank didn't though. Requiastic in pace, or RIP.
Ir would be nice to have something else to write there, like He discovered Something to cure Aids or He inivente d the worlds first sola powered mircovawe.
Anyway, I have'ent got very far because I don’t know where I can start. You always need a degree from a [restidigious university like Oxford or London even to any sort of job nowadays.
angela wouldn't help me because she was still cross w3ith me for scraping the fryingpan without offering her some.
I have some good news though bloggs. Mr LAtif has decided that I don't have any money to pay for his computers, so he has jkept an old one specially in the oxcrner I can use it for nothing as long as I prominse to buy a coffee of him every time I can afford it. It is very kind so I said a Hale Mary to him which made him shake his head like he had a wasp in his ears.
It is a very old Pc with only a little memory but it will still ,lwt me write to you Bloggs. Some of it are broken though which is wyh it is free I think. One think is the spellchucker doesn’t work evn if you keep clicking a lot. But that is not a probelm.
It is still very slow worjk typing though so I still can't write much toyou BLoogs. Anyway, that's all there is anyway.
I haven't got enough for a coffe but bought a packet of crips which I think will help.
Sleep well,, Bloogs and have happy dreams in Bloggsland unitl next time. For m your friend Frank
Helloo again bloggs!
My cold has all gone now so that's much better. I fell like a proper person again, instead of a wooden one filled up with glue.
It has been aquiate good week again, because angela is getting very friendly at the back of Tescos. She borught back three ready curries last night but eh microwave is misbehaving and making loudf pulsing on and off sounds like a spaceship. The curries went crispy at the ousidfe but were still very cold int the middle. So it looked as though e couldn’t' eat them miunitl anglea athought well we can use the frying pan can't we?
So we scraped all the goo into one pan with the rice as well and cooked it up to hot on the ring. It was just enohgt for us two, and I was glad that Dennis came too lat because there wasen't enoghg really for thrree people. I don't jnow why they sayu so in the packet when it just isn'you true unl;ess you are a mouse or something, or a very large cockeroach. All he said was this ******* gaff stinks like a foreign persons armpit (he sias niother word which is not polite) and why the **** dint you keep any for me, you ******* rotten selfish ******* ********. But he didn't mind really and had a big bottle of cider to pass round and told us all aopbout how he broke someones nose for being ****** up and ******* lippy outside the queue of rthe Orange Garter nightculb where he has his job on a Friday noght.
I have bee wondering about twhat I shoul;d do with my life now. I am nealy 28 and have not achieved anyitnhg I can thin kof except stain out of prison which is better than my dad I suppose, but not musch odf the ting to put on your tomstone. Here lieth Frank Chicken, the son of Franic Chehen who spent more time in prison thano ut of it. Frank didn't though. Requiastic in pace, or RIP.
Ir would be nice to have something else to write there, like He discovered Something to cure Aids or He inivente d the worlds first sola powered mircovawe.
Anyway, I have'ent got very far because I don’t know where I can start. You always need a degree from a [restidigious university like Oxford or London even to any sort of job nowadays.
angela wouldn't help me because she was still cross w3ith me for scraping the fryingpan without offering her some.
I have some good news though bloggs. Mr LAtif has decided that I don't have any money to pay for his computers, so he has jkept an old one specially in the oxcrner I can use it for nothing as long as I prominse to buy a coffee of him every time I can afford it. It is very kind so I said a Hale Mary to him which made him shake his head like he had a wasp in his ears.
It is a very old Pc with only a little memory but it will still ,lwt me write to you Bloggs. Some of it are broken though which is wyh it is free I think. One think is the spellchucker doesn’t work evn if you keep clicking a lot. But that is not a probelm.
It is still very slow worjk typing though so I still can't write much toyou BLoogs. Anyway, that's all there is anyway.
I haven't got enough for a coffe but bought a packet of crips which I think will help.
Sleep well,, Bloogs and have happy dreams in Bloggsland unitl next time. For m your friend Frank
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