Arrrgh.. This blog is currently being typed on a train somewhere between Chelmsford and London. I’m having to stand the whole way, and I have to pay £25 and another £5 for parking. I hate commuting. I can’t believe I did this every single day, it’s so depressing, not one single smile throughout the carriage. Even the smug bastards in first class look miserable.
There is a spare seat! Balls, it’s nestled between two large blokes. Fuck it, I’d rather stand than be wedged in between those two trying not to nudge them.
Are we there yet?
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