the shitty weekend
ok so there has been a little concern about me and my weekend, i know ash said i should get out and have a drink, but it's not that easy this time.

so friday my dad decided to admit that he's been having an affair for the last 18 months, thus ripping the heart out of my family
saturday i was still in shock about it all and not really sure what was going on
sunday my car broke down...proper broke down, so bad that i've got a hire car for the next week while the stupid people at the gay garage make vague tutting noises and try to fleece me for all that they can again...wankers haven't got a courtesy car for me until 10 days, so i'm driving around in a brand new golf 1.6...it's very nice to drive, but it's cost £200 to get it
monday...back to work, but in no way shape or form was my head into it
this morning...i lost my wallet, it's just been found, but it's not helped the demeanor of the morning

so far i've been really good (or bad depending on how you look at it) in so far as i've not hit anything/one, i've not cried, i've not cut myself and generally i've tried bumbling along and all that. but i can feel it getting to me and i know that sooner or later i''m going to have to cry and let it all out. but i'm trying to hold it all together, for my mum primarily, but also for the need that i jst can't let myself go. and above all he's not worth it.

from now on my ex father will either be referred to as that wanker or nothing.

that wanker came round yesterday while i was at work badgering mum a little, but he did live up to his promise of giving me £5000. doesn't mean he's not a wanker though, just means that i've got £5000 of his money.

so yeah
that was my shitty weekend
Px