um...

It must be very boring to slide pleasantly through life like a wet bar of soap, never getting stressed or fretful or angered by things and people and people-things and stuff. As a result of there being little more irksome about the day than a mere two people dawdling along the canal wearing earplugs and not looking behind them before drifting to the middle and only one bloke with an exceptionally stupid haircut over-spraying deodorant in the changing room this morning and only one person making impatient little huffs and fidgets whilst I was filling my water bottle at the tepid-water-machine this morning I can't think of anything much to whine about or say.