Depression

I had a massive argument with Becky again yesterday. Looking back on it even I am starting to take her side.

Having spent the last week in Germany enjoying the World Cup, and taking in Englands dissapointing exit to Portugal, I had promised to spend some time with her yesterday. However after logging on and playing a few hands I didn't really fancy the drive. The game was too good to leave.

Playing this fucking silly game just seems like a souless and lonely existence sometimes. On the up side the money is ok and to be honest I never really liked working much, but the hours of solitude and the resultant lack of social interaction can just grind you down. Furthermore the hours of work are comparable to a night-porter with a bad shift pattern. When the country is awake, I'm asleep. When they're having fun, I'm working.