Bad Week at Black Rock
I have had a very very bad week this week, fallen out with an old friend as he was very rude and nasty to me.
Then my sister has a go at me for being 8 minutes late for Sunday lunch! Cheeky bitch, I felt bloody awful, she knows I am having trouble breathing at the moment!
I shall just not bother to go next time then she will have something to moan about.
On a more cheerful note I have been having a few small wins at Ascot, I am up on my stake and yesterday had 2 1st and 2nds in 2 races. It is just a shame it was only 50p e/w and they were short odds - ah well if I won loads I would only give it away.
I am not looking forward to my birthday this year, I am dreading my family asking me what I want, I cannot think of anything - I suppose I could ask for a thing for the laptop that scans and prints, not really sure which sort I would need.
Hey ho not to worry.
I must stay positive. I have been reading a great deal and writing some poetry "dirty doggerel" as someone kindly called it hee hee
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