Depressed state of mind

Well if I make u depressive I will take my way but not after 3 years to stay in this fuck dump office . If u like see me out u must go a head. Than I will _Giuseppe
Well here we go again. 7 days in and my 1st depressed day has arrived, It started last night. After waiting over 1 hour in the freezing central station for Giuseppe to arrive back after his Christmas break back home. " Will you meet me at the airport" he asked. " What, I will in me bollox" I replied
" Me go all the way out there" I added.
That's very nice from u.

He sounded unset no one was going to meet him, but I did not give in. How I find myself in theses silly waiting games I'll never know.
Meeting people at airports, people who live in the same house as yourself (Giuseppe) who have only been away for a few days and who know where they live without any help from me or big brothers who visit each year and know how to find there way, Why oh why do I get the job of collecting theses people every time.
Thanks a lot !! I'm such person
Well as I arrived at central station to go to airport once again, Giuseppe phones me to say he has already arrived.
So after a few minutes of an annoying phone conversation I finally understand that I will meet him at central station instead of airport.
1 hour later and after reading the Guardian newspaper and consuming 1 apple flap, a coffee and a croissant I am still standing waiting.
Finally he phones, "Where are you I am waiting at the trams" he informs me. The anger rises in me and my blood pressure hits the roof of my head and I must have a killer look on my face as people are startled by me as they pass by. I start walking around to the other side of central station.
Where was the point to be angry like that -Giuseppe
I am totally freezing and I think I have just caught a cold ,flu or something worse but it's not all bad, I think I have just set a new personal record, I have gone for over 1 hour 12 minutes without rolling a joint, Not bad going.
As I round the corner towards the other entrance to Central station I see him and the same second he spots me.
I am freezing and want to get the metro but as usual he wins and we walk.
I feel myself getting more and more depressed and the anger and hate are growing inside of me at an alarming rate.
We arrive in office and the usual greetings are carried out, coffee is made and we then go back to our normal routine.
Giuseppe goes home and I stay in office for a few hours more dreaming of ways to rid myself of the nightmare.
I will not dream not more but I will have my 3 years back I promise. Go to your account or police and fire me.
List I don't ..................well We know

Night Night all, pray I wake up in a better mood.
Robbie Re
The most depressed Retard in the west.

Something I dug up for the writers among us.
Creative wording
BEING CREATIVE WITH TROUBLESOME KIN
You are working on your family genealogy and for sake of example, let's say that your great-great uncle, Remus Starr, a fellow lacking in character, was hanged for horse stealing and train robbery in Montana in 1889.
A cousin has supplied you with the only known photograph of Remus, showing him standing on the gallows. On the back of the picture are the words:
"Remus Starr: Horse thief, sent to Montana Territorial Prison, 1885. Escaped 1887, robbed the Montana Flyer six times. Caught by Pinkerton detectives, convicted and hanged, 1889."
Pretty grim situation, right? But let's revise things a bit. We simply crop the picture, scan in an enlarged image and edit it with image processing software so that all that is seen is a head shot.
Next, we rewrite the text:
"Remus Starr was a famous cowboy in the Montana Territory. His business empire grew to include acquisition of valuable equestrian assets and intimate dealings with the Montana railroad.
Beginning in 1885, he devoted several years of his life to service at a government facility, finally taking leave to resume his dealings with the railroad. In 1887, he was a key player in a vital investigation run by the renowned Pinkerton Detective Agency. In 1889, Remus passed away during an important civic function held in his honor when the platform upon which he was standing collapsed."

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Hello again, just shows how the a few words can change everything.

Something else you won't like is below

Spelling checker
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And weight four it two say
Weather eye am wrong oar write
It shows me strait a weigh.
As soon as a mist ache is maid
It nose bee fore two long
And eye can put the error rite
Its rarely ever wrong.
Eye have run this poem threw it
I am shore your pleased two no
Its letter perfect in it's weigh
My chequer tolled me sew.
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Night Night sleep tight -- Robbie