Stir Fry

3 Dec

The trains are fucked yet again and I’m on the 18.46 which shouldn’t be too late as I’m on it and it is 18.42. Gimp sitting nearby on his phone in his to-night suit is waffling on about having a stir fry for dinner at home and being excited about it. Christ it makes me want to hurl myself under a train because today has been a day of fuckwits everywhere. I can’t be arsed to type even now as there are two people gobbing and I want music and something salacious to read in terms of celebrity gossip.

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