A little bit depressed..

because the Officer didnt take any notice of me, because my chocolate storage is nearly empty, my favourite band wont play their gig, because nobody gives me a good job, because all the new hair growing is grey and the man I love is far away working in one of the nice ivory towers in the world..Oh self pity is a distressing, super-stupid awful thing..but in these dark dark hours I hear God whispering through my telephone saying that I should pull myself together, get a grip, take the tenner he offers me and buy myself a nice treaty like a genuine Swiss, precious chocolatebar which will nearly last forever if Im careful..
Manna still exists!