it was a mistake to write the previous post, about my x girlfriend.

usually writing things down calms me down.

not tonight. not as far as J is concerned.

I'm becoming re-obsessed.

she's a man's woman.  most men are too stupid to see through her.

no woman I can remember liked her very much.

she's a liar, a pious liar - which is the bad kind.

ok, I'll let go now, try to let go and sleep.

but I do hope to feature her in the novel that's forming in my head.

maybe I'll tell you about it tomorrow - my last day on earth without a pension. not that that is relevant