Dying.

Flu. Innit.

Fucking awful - and to top it all in work today someone has pinned up a doccument about sick building syndrome.

I have to work all day tomorrow - then a meeting from 4 - 6, and then teach night classes until nearly 9, with nobody to cover. If I ever had any fantasies about going to see The fall tomorrow, they are gone now.

Overheard in Hastings this week

two girls in the street.

"not that one - the other baby, the one wot never lived - he's the one that's going to school next year"

Two blokes in their 20's on the west hill - one with a small child


" I don't fucking care if you want to marry my mum, fucking have her, I'm not interested myself - she's all yours mate"

drugy looking but over dressed girl outside Cash Converters to trashed bloke


"Get in there and sell them fucking rings you cunt and fucking meet me in fucking Peacocks after"