I`m sitting here looking at the bottle of jack. but i don`t want to start down that road now. I`m just so fucking tired, i know vic and i are meant to be together and this just a temporary set back but oh fuck, how many hoops do we have to jump through?

i have never come across a more uncooperative bunch of people, one woman had the nerve to tell me, she understands my need to vent. do you? do you have any fucking clue? do you know what it is to be living out of a drawer, not committing to anything, marking time in a job you hate, waking up every morning alone, knowing that you`re separated from the best part of your life by fucking bureaucracy.

i don`t fucking think so.

how is it in this day of near instantaneous emails, faxes and globalisation, the largest bureaucracy in the fucking world takes three weeks to mail documents. what the fuck is that? it`s a four hour flight between barbados and santo domingo.

i`m going to burst a blood vessel if i continue thinking about this.

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