intolerance

It is time for a change. I have always been the kind of person that says things to please. Then, if someone pisses me off it escalates until I am livid. I have recently adopted a new approach of thinking, "sod it, I'll bloody tell 'em!", which has not had the desired cathartic effects I was aiming for. However I do feel proud that I can tell someone to fuck off if needs be (as indeed I just have - there has been a recent "issue" with a neighbour. He is a twat and I decided it was about time he learned so). The product of this is that I have become an incredibly intolerant person and I quite enjoy mouthing off at any opportunity. The builders drilling apart nextdoor, for instance, have showered my house front with plaster dust. Is this acceptable? I think not! Tomorrow I shall become unneccarily angry at them, probably. My house front is a mess, but it's my mess, and so that is fine. Their mess is plain wrong. I'm quite looking forward to a bit of a row. Hope they're not agreeable.

I do feel it necessary to apologise for this selfish rant, but I decided to bash away at the keyboard as opposed to venting my anger in a productive way. Could go on the treadmill, but no, might eat an Aero instead. WH Smiths have restocked with the old orange ones, incidentally. Top that!

Moon. xxx