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Life in a Glass House

The unassailable logic of our warped and twisted universe states that it will always piss down on a bank holiday. Fucking rain. The sky I am gazing absent-mindedly out at is indecently miserable. People could be out in the sun, the fresh air, maybe even enjoying themselves, but no... had to rain, didn't it. Instead, the populace will be reduced to traipsing glumly round shopping centres and supermarkets and garden centres, indulging in a spot of rainy-day commercialism, a retailer's wet-dream, while sincerely wishing with all their sweet little hearts that they were somewhere else. Bless 'em.The predictability of this scenario probably says something about the crushing mundanity of 21st century existence but, to be honest, the soul-sappingly depressing weather means I just can't be bothered. Ho hum. Tomorrow is fairly likely to be another day...
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