Thy Flesh Consumed

Well, good day to you again, fine people. Welcome to Dave V.23! Yes, that’s right folks, my birthday has been and gone again… Sunday, it was. Marvellous. Actually, it wasn’t all that bad ~ Margie and I went over to Jon’s place and had a barbeque and plenty beer, which was nice. I then came home for a bit, carpet bombed some VC in Battlefield Vietnam and went to the pub for an hour. Happy Days!

This week has seen a momentous change in the status of my relationship with Margie. Namely that we split up a few days ago… I mean, we’re back together again now, but we still split up. There was much wailing and gnashing of teeth on her part, but after some intense negotiations, we’re all good again. Y’see, the problem was this ~ I really enjoy my “me time” and have been having rather a lot of it lately, much to madam’s dismay. I just needed a bit of space to gather my thoughts and she didn’t like how casual the relationship was feeling, so now we’ve stepped it up a notch again… While this is perfectly acceptable, I can’t help worrying that this whole thing is gonna go the same way it did last time ~ down he pan. Still, I’m willing to give it a try. Things can only get better, right..?

Oooh, on another positive note, my sister, Tracey, had her operation on Thursday, as scheduled, and everything went according to plan. Now she’s just sitting on her ass at home trying to recuperate. Thankully, Jason, her husband, is being an absolute angel so she’s going to be able to recover without the hassles of everyday life getting in the way. Huzzah!

Well, I think that’s it for now people. Y’all have a good day/night/lifetime/whatever and I’ll see you in the next thrilling instalment of “A Day In The Life Of Dave"…

Thought for the day: Cheer up, it’s not that bad…