I need a haircut

Another week over and at this point i should be celebrating a 3 day weekend but because unions are complete sell outs my strike day has been cancelled and i have to go into work on monday and tolerate smug people smirking that i'm working. I hate life.

I should make my own union called "The David Rooney we won't bottle it at the last minute to have more discussions which won't fucking do a thing since we've been talking and discussing for the past 12 frigging months". It's a bit of a mouth full i understand but at least people will know what i'm about and what i stand for.

I'd go into discussions with a velvet glove and bitch slap everyone with it.

But thats my anger out of the way. See how i didn't go into much detail and just sort of baffled with you with meaningless sentences and bizarre hate filled rants? Yeah that was intentional. Why go into detail and explain something that will just cause more anger from yours truly. Instead i'll remain relaxed and loving. Everyone loves that David.

Right now i'm debating what time i should go to get my haircut. It looks a shocking mess. I've let it grow too long but i've not had much time to get it done what with work, going out, drinking, sleeping and all the other stuff in between. It's not as if i need to get much done it just needs to be shaved clear. This time i'm having the challenging debate of whether to get a number one and look like a chemo patient again or a tidy medium number three.

That is how exciting my life is.

Anyway i'm off back into my bed to bum about a bit more...i have an interesting entry for you all soon where i discuss how i rule the universe. You've heard about how the world was round and in orbit around the sun? Prepare to have your mind BLOWN away.

Gracias,

Yours truly.