It’s 1st March and it’s cold, it’s raining and it’s miserable. Three weeks ago it looked like winter was over. But no. It’s back again. I’m depressed and all out of good ideas. So, it’s the perfect day for this.
I hate The Smiths with a passion. Life always seemed to be difficult enough without The Smiths adding to the misery. The best thing about The Smiths is that they don’t exist any more.
Seems like I’m not the only one. I found this on Wikipedia:
He [Morrissey] has also had disagreements with the Cure’s Robert Smith, who stated that “If Morrissey says not to eat meat, then I’ll eat meat; that’s how much I hate Morrissey”.
I wasn’t happy before, but Heaven Knows I’m Miserable Now.