The lesser of no evil

oh-yes-holiday-time.jpgAs the healing coffee flows into my energy starved body this morning, I can’t help but feel a little optimism brewing, for the first time in a while. These swine have me in their sweaty grasp for the rest of today and the following three days, but after that, for two consecutive weeks, I am on holiday. That’s right, get back you fuckers, get back. I’m free to do what I want, any old time. Free to do what I want to do, free to ride my machine, to get my booze and to quote appropriate song lyrics at will, and free to mix them up and all. Free to make big plans, then achieve half of them and spend the rest of the time chilling and milling about town amongst the just-got-back-to-work-after-a-month-off-suits, checking out the quality of the latest influx of student fitness. Oh yes, keep your dull tasks, whining clients, stupid questions, colleagues with whiffy pits and your inbox of bollocks, because for half an entire month, I don’t give a fuck. Make that an entire month, counting the time it will take to convince my unwilling self that it’s actually time to begin toiling again.

Sorry about that, boloists. I thought I’d post something positive for once, but I seem to have gone off on one…..oh well, at least I’m free to be who I choose, to get my booze, any old time.


3 Responses

  1. Groover says:

    Great picture. Having just come off the holiday way of life myself, I can confirm that it is both nourishing, animalising and brilliant at the same time.

  2. breakingstein says:

    nice.

  3. Groover says:

    Yes Bennie,

    You still dropping by the good city of Londinium this weekend (16th/17th Sep)?

    Let me know if I need to start stockpiling the small-arms.

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