Relationships

I ran out of time this week, I managed to complete a blog Wednesday evening, but the internet connection dropped and I lost the final half! So this week, I am reverting to my favourite description of relationships, courtesy of Charlie Brooker:

"It's like being cell mates except that one of you doesn't have to defecate in a bucket now and then while the other one lies on a bunk silently facing the wall, every day the same person murping on and on about the same 3 or 4 subjects through their mouth, which not so long ago was a delicate beautiful thing which you enjoyed kissing, but now it's just a sort of underwhelming content delivery system oh you had a day at work did you oh yeah that does sound miserable oh tell me about it tell me all about it tell me all about your life in detail forever, on and on burbles their mush cave talking about stuff that happened to them and things they consider important sharing their feelings while you just point your face in their directions hoping that your expression doesn't betray your aching isolation and your raging need to just open your own mouth and shout oh for gods sake just shut up."