And what a fucking party - man. Nigeria. What a place. Look I know that everyone says really shit stuff about Nigeria, but fuck man. Sorry, it's nuts. Well what also happened was that my colleague tried to kiss me, I bit him so that his lip started pissing blood and then he hit me through the face. I didn't report it or anything today. I don't really know why I didn't, but it really isn't going to make a difference, because my company is the kind that would make it my fault. Fuck, but I'm also not a child so I can take a hit to the head. I shouldn't have to. Fucking drama.
There was also a Lebanese gangster...
I didn't eat THAT THAT much last week, but I haven't weighed myself... Today I had a sandwich, tomatoes, two biscuits, salmon and some fruit for dinner. I think about 1200. Not great. I will weigh tomorrow, because I now have two months to get to 60. FUCK.
Peace & Violence
P.s. My book is at 22000 words - 1/5 of the way. Bosh!