Bumholes in the snow

My god what a sh*tty day! The entire office has the lurgy, Brent is still breathing and the first email I opened this morning was from my mother telling me her friend's baby had just died. It's just so sad.

I know it's macabre to mention it, but it's such a shock. One minute baby is quite literally healthy and happy and the next she's gone. I can't even imagine what it must be like to try to get over something like this. My heart goes out to her parents and to everyone who loved her.

On that note it seems rather distasteful to complain about how hard my life is, because let's face it it's not that bad. I have a roof over my head, a job, clothes on my back and all my loved ones are currently safe and healthy. I'm lucky and should thank my lucky stars.

You know something though, I try to live my life in a good way, not being nasty to anyone, not lying, cheating or stealing or being violent, becauseI believe in karma, that whole "what goes around comes around" malarkey andI'm constantly proven wrong, that bad things do happen to good people everyday and vice versa. It makes me very angry.

I do think we have a right to be p*ssed off with fate sometimes. It may happen for a reason, but hey, God, if you're listening - what the hell was the point in that *insert natural disaster/death here*?

My friend got the sack yesterday for no good reason, other than his face didn't fit. He has been supporting his young wife as well, while she's been job-hunting - his last email to me was: Hope your ok, not seen you for a while. Still feel like shi*, but too many ppl off to take my holiday. Good news though, Tan has got her job at the Swandean hospital, starts this morning. Thank god. So a lot of pressure off. And then they sack his ass literally minutes later! And believe me, I got a ride home with him every evening and I knew the effort he was putting in. Not fair.

Well, I could go on forever about how unfair the world can be, but I guess this is how we get through life, we acknowledge the blows that it rains down on us and we pick ourselves up and we carry on with it - because we have to.

Hope you are all well.

Ps. My last negative for the day: When you have a long weekend and take Monday as a holiday, your Tuesday becomes your Monday and you have a bad day anyway - believe me! Two and a half days to go 'til the weekend!