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Oh I really really really

don't want to do it.

The funeral will be next Thursday. It probably means hanging out with She Who Never Visits and Daft Bint. God, really?

That will be OK I guess. Oh, who am I kidding, it will be strained and stupid. But at least it is likely to be the last time we are in such close contact, unless Gareth pops off next.

It's not that I hate Daft Bint or have some sizzling fury. I just really don't like her, that's the truth of it, her vanities are too obvious and the sheer weight of being polite is beginning to irritate me. Also I am in a crabby mood generally and have been since Mark died. It's like I am angry. But what am I angry about?

Nothing, just bits and pieces. Ugh, I wish Thursday was done. But soon it will be.

Oh come on, mood, be gentle. There is no reason to be ungentle. Well, OK, reason exists, but now is not the time. No-one is perfect. Be cool. She just irritates you, it's no crime.

She may not be worth the time but he is worth the hassle. So chill.

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