Ooh, damn. The long weekend people, and it’s only ‘Saturday’! This one’s been harder than most, to be honest, cos I gots lots of shit goin’ on in every aspect of my life. Everything from job, love, location and across the whole spectrum is in a state of flux. And I’m not loving the upheaval, not a bit.
To make matters worse, this fucking nation has run out of beer. Well, by ‘nation’ I mean I’ve only been to the Scud & Nanny, but y’all know it’s my world. Last I checked, and that was Saturday, there wasn’t any local brew available, and peeps were either bringing their own or had to ante up for Windhoek.
Then they proceeded to run out of Bols, so now I’m working hard on the Viceroy stocks to see how long that lasts. And to make it worse, Supersport is fucking about with the soccer channels so I couldn’t even watch any football.
To top it all off, I miss my baby. Yeah I know, sucks to be me.
But still I’m smiling, like the Good Little Zimbo they expect me to be.
N.B. – This didn’t start off a rant, but just took on a life of its own. C’est la vie.