the week that was

MONDAY

Was it this Monday or the previous one where the yarra eight fell apart.  Maybe I should have found a few more subs.

Men's night at Aaron's place was good. 

TUESDAY 

Coffee with Ben and a preceding walk with Magnus.

Dance lesson seemed to go well.  I'm crap at it. No idea where the beat is. Very ploddy.

WEDNESDAY 

Home alone. I think this was a chill night. 

THURSDAY 

A good row in a 4 with members of the 2nd eight 

Pub choir 

FRIDAY

crappy row in the morning 

Argument with Phoebe in the evening. 

SATURDAY 

wrote some satellite remote monitoring software. 

Grammarians allocations 

Feeling like I never quite manage it. 

A life of mediocrity and underachievement. 

I just don't quite make it. 

I fuck my marriage. 

The kids don't live with me. 

I have lots of acquaintances but few deep friendships. 

I seem to fuck over girlfriend relationships. 

I'll say or do something that unintentionally hurts them. 

I seem to spend my life accepting disappointment.