day five

its a new day well evening and i have no idea whatsoever about what i could talk about in this episode of my memoirs which are not of you get my drift although i did rather stupidly think about turning this into a dairy but diaries are such boring things if all you do is recount what occurred during your day especially if your days are as boring as mine are at the moment where i would probably put woke up about eight oclock and drowsed until ten during which i had a weird dream about which i can remember nothing apart from the fact that it was weird and then I got up about ten had a shower had some breakfast drove into job search in wellington and lower hutt saw nothing came home fucked about did the house work had dinner watched the goggle box came up and wrote about my boring day on the computer and when I finished discovered that i had nothing interesting to say any way and decided to do something else after doing a spell check on my latest writing extravaganza but i don't know what and if tomorrow is really boring i may just tell you but i bloody well hope not thank you for showing great disinterest in the utter drivel i have wasted my time in writing