I came, i saw, i conquered ...................

............................. then didnt get as drunk as a certain buckfast weilding son of god

It occured to me at some stage in the past 24 hours that i hate women. Then i realised that it was not women but the affect that (i allow??) them to have over me. Its something like a loss of control or a skull-fuck. (slowly becoming my new favourite word) My experiences with relationships are hell at best. It seems that my reluctance over the last while to get involved with any one was something to do with me slowly running out of excuses as to why it fucked up.

The mind is a fragile and yet powerful tool\weapon. It works somewhat based on triggers and for some people these can fuck u up in ways you cant even imagine. A perfectly good night can be destroyed by the innnocent words of an unsuspecting freind.

The loss of control for anyone is a terrible scenario.

(congrats to sully and peadar who crawled under a fooseball table)
(Bob i forgive even if noone else will)
(Sorry to anyone who was out with me last night)
(Thanks to the fine lads on the tracks who left me alone)