This is getting worse
Mood:  down
Now Playing: Beethoven's 9th Symphony
Jesus my arse aches this morning, I'm getting pretty backed up and despite my best efforts nothing is happening. I want to try and get it sorted out before the weekend otherwise I'll have to use my own bog paper and that will never do.
I see the hospital is in a flap over this MRSA lark again. I'm not sure what this particular terrorist group are all about and why it seems to be targeting the NHS. I think hospital management has gone about it all the wrong way though. Installing hand cleaner and splashing out for an extra bottle of Domestos is hardly going to put off a determined terrorist. Maybe I should have a quiet word with some people I know in Jerusalem, they don't need much of an excuse to blow up a few Arabs.
I'm on a bit of a downer this morning because I'm getting a bit of stick from the other lads over Fulham/Chelsea's match last night. I actually think we did quite well, after all look at the size of Wycombe and then look at Fulham/Chelsea. Am I to blame for the fact that my team has a little extra money to spend because it's more financially astute. If everyone is so upset it's not a problem to get a few Eastern Europeans involved in your own team, there's hundreds of them arriving every day if the Daily Mail is to be believed, so go and hang around Victoria Station or Stansted airport and bag a couple.
Well looks like I'm struggling again, could be time for the prune juice diet. Someone suggested I go and see a doctor but if you think I'm going to let one of these f*cking clowns lose on me you've got another thing coming.

Shalom