Luck

Finally, a tiny fleck of luck has appeared on the arse hole that is my life.

Normally I swear and spit at buses as they fly by me or turn me away for having a double beeping oyster card.

This one's for you, you jeb ends.

Whereas I have to put up with a non track listed version of Justice's Cross (btw hurry the fuck up with the next album) on the bus, I 1. Didn't pay for said album and 2. Didn't pay to get on this bus.

How fucking double luck is that?

Jesus, if you only exist in the imagination of many, you've done me a massive favour. Seeing as you're in a good mood can you explain to me all the conflicting ideas that your guys are professing about you? I know it's something that can only be explained successfully through the medium of blogging.

I await your anonymous comment.