Tagged: Grumpy

I sometimes worry about writing blog posts expressing negativity as I don’t want to be seem as that grumpy, miserable, depressing bastard to avoid. However I have checked the last 20 posts and I reckon you could only count 3 of them as at least semi-miserable.  The 20 prior, I don’t think any of them are miserable.  And if you include all my music, politics, football and roast dinner blogs, then you are looking at roughly 1 in 2-300 that have espouse negative emotions (do shit roast dinners count?). Writing when I am fucked off is quite cathartic.  And I …

So I’m a grumpy fucker on a Friday again. There are probably deep-seated reasons that the psychologists amongst you, or whose who watched the first three seasons of Big Brother, have long worked out. I’m partly putting it down to a comedown.  But mostly Bracknell. Yes.  Bracknell.  It is the source of much that fucks me off.  It is the source of my unsatisfyingly dull job and home of the house of annoyances. I was never totally convinced about the house I’m living in, but it was the one that ticked the most boxes.  I came home last night to …