Avast!

Back in Ibrox now, and much much happier.

Whats been happening the past wee while. Well I'm MARRIED! it still feels a bit strange but the same, which I realise makes no sense whatsoever. We have the cats back, bane of my life but I love 'em. Think Im transferring broodiness to the cats, which means I'm going to end up one of these carzy as shit old women who talks to "thier iddle puddykins. yeeeeeees" etc.

Off anti depressants (whoooooo!) and feeling quite good about myself bar the humungous weight gain.

The humungous weight gain went on at Pauls mums. weighing in at the 15st various pounds mark, which the doctor assures me is heading towards obesity, so she's referring me to the dietician (fuckin whoopdedoo) and then putting me on Xenical which Im not really looking forward to. I would prefer an appetitie suppressant to be perfectly honest. Im like fat bastard in Austin Powers - "Ah eat because Ah'm unhappy and ah'm unhappy because ah eat". The obvious answers would be a) stop eating and b) get happy eh? But yeah we'll see how it goes

Time for the annual bigotry fest that is the Orange March today. Scum. Had to ask several of the revellers - "Ah we're just here for the craic! FUCK THE POPE" to leave the chinese last night due to being complete cunts. A chinese takeaway at 12:15 is not an appropriate place for bigoted and sectarian chanting. CUNTS.

hope to be doing something constructive today but seems unlikely due to the fucking walk which means fights and hassle from drunken dickheads last night, bent on avenging some sort of grudge that they hold against the world, and the the traffic being tailed back to the ends of all roads everywhere, meaning you are better getting off and walking to avoid the stupid arse drums.

Which reminds me, I'm away back to bed before the fucking flutes and thumping starts and ruins lie in time. Twats.