Yesterday, I met my friend who had lost his job in the recession.
He was smiling and looked very relaxed.
No, it wasn't the copious amounts of alcohol he had already consumed.
He was truly happy.
Told me he had moved on to other things. Other things that he had always wanted to do,
but just did not have the balls to do.
I was really happy.
I had found my lost friend.

I lost another friend to the recession.

He just came in and said goodbye.

Just like that. No tears. No smiles.

Waltzed right out the door after that.

I hate this bloody recession.

I've no more friends. And no more money to buy friends.

There's one dollar in my pocket.

And an outstanding of a thousand against my name.

I can't ask my friend for money.

He just got fired and I don't know where he is.

I hate this bloody recession.

My first blog ever!!!!

This is going to get nasty. Maybe. It will. Ok it might. 

No it won't. Or all three. who the fuck knows?