James Spot...

The funniest thing that I overheard today...

(By Little Son while he was playing 007 on the Playstation...)

"My name is Spot.

James Spot".

Why Mary Left Joseph...

I bet Mary left Joseph...

Mary was illiterate. Otherwise She would have written the Story.

So: Because she couldn't write Her Story: I will.

This is Our Story.

Herstory.

Anyway...

When I asked him to stop...

He fucking did it.

Anyway.

Behind The Wine...

Nobody knows what it's like...

To be Behind the Wine.

The Glass...

The glass should only Ever be half-filled.

Butter Wee...

With the Life I lead I Should be mental...

But Are we?

Written On A Payslip...

I would like You to come home with me.

Thought Of The Day...

You seriously expect Me to keep this shit to Myself?

Google Earth...

How on Google-Earth did you find Me?

Alternatively..

You could just ignore Me.

The Best Respone To Kriticism When Drunk...

Me Three.

I'm Feeling A Little...

PERFUNCTORY

Done merely to get rid of a duty; performed mechanically and as a thing of rote; done in a careless and superficial manner; characterized by indifference; as, perfunctory admonitions.

Macaulay.

Truth Hurts...

So.

You're leaving Me?

About fucking time, I reckon.

Without You...

You don't deserve my loyalty.

I'm done with chasing you.

I can do this without you.

What do you think I've done for ten years. Or more.

I Hope...

My silence is as disturbing to Him as what his is to mine.

Nothing Left...

I'm Always going to defend Myself.

No other cunt will.

Think about Every nasty thing you've said and done.

For seventeen years.

And then tell Me how I should feel towards you.

There is Nothing left.

Thanks...

Thanks for giving me Our kids.

I know you didn't mean (or want) to.

His Mission...

Why is it his mission in Life to bring Me down?

The Love Of My Life...

The Love of my Life...

Won't make (or let) me doubt Myself.

I Do...

Everytime I take You back I feel like a fucking idiot.

I'm Nothing to you.

Remember?

Because I Sure-the-fuck Do.