so I had my lunch at work and colleague walks into the kitchen looking a little red..I asked what it was and he said it was an asthma attack..I was at the sink washing up and happen to be holding a knife..I asked whether he needed a tracheotomy...he did not find it funny..I expect he is gasping for air somewhere in the office...
well it amused me and so little does these days..I find pleasure in the strangest of places..reading over people's shoulders on the train till they feel my gaze and change positions..making eye contact with other car drivers till they look away first..keep those people who call you at night to advertise kitchens and cheap phone calls talking for ages and asking really banal questions and then saying I will think about it when they think they have made the sale..
sad git that I am..I expect it's something to do with turning 40 in a bit and still being single. I think I have given up on partnering up with anyone. I am so set in my ways now that I don't really anyone getting in the way. I suppose maybe it might work with some one really young who doesn't have a backbone yet and I can manipulate to my tastes. But the only problem with that is I am not attracted to the under 30's. Not to mention it would be morally reprehensible and all that. No, it's the single life for me.
Which is why I stay in shape. Go to the gym. One thing to be single and 40 but quite another to be single fat and 40. The ironic thing is that everyone who sees me says I look amazing. I don't feel amazing. However I am not so stupid not to realize I much better off being handsome fit and feel like shit, than to look like shit as well. Could be a lot worse and fully realise that.
