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Friday, 13 December 2019

What a way to celebrate being basically a corpse now

The day has featured too much family.
After seeing Shitlord and him 'living up to expectations' had set the day off to a pretty shite start, I then just saw too much of my family.

Lunch with dad and Ev, then shopping with dad, then an evening of going to a Naval Reserve event for dad, with Ev.  Then a late dinner out with them.
Too much family.

Though late afternoon I had the distraction of my mattress finally being picked up, hopefully to get fixed.
Left in its place in a Loan Mattress.
The concept of a loan mattress is not pleasant.  It does seem super clean, but still....

Am still so annoyed about seeing Shitlord and the way he behaved.
After having received all that nagging about how I owe him continued friendship, he really wasn't backing that up.

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