16th December – Oh, what a wonderful thing to be, A healthy, grown-up, busy-busy bee.

Of course, when I say irksome, I mean profoundly depressing and unpleasant; and when I say best avoided, I mean terrifying and boring in equal amounts.

Nov 30th – Well I don’t know why I came here tonight. I’ve got the feeling that something ain’t right.

There must be a breed of humanoid with a higher percentage of Neanderthal in it, that cannot perceive of personal failure.