well, i have made it to lunch on a monday, without incident. sure the
boring work type shit that i could care less to even pretend is something
that anyone would ever be interested in..
may have to stick in..
went to a nightclub on the weekend. why the fuck is every 22-26 year old
female in the country named Katie? now i got 3 Katies in my phone.
shit's gonna get confusing.
wish i could have met this stunning lard carcass:
or even better:
instead, i got stuck at the end of the night with none of the katies, and
was forced to find pleasure with just other men.
i hate having a job. i need to rob someone of millions, or start a
immigrant import service, but oddly enough that option was never offered by
my councillor in high school.
the office window is open..think i should jump and see what breaks..
related to nothing that is relative:
posted by tikklemynuts on Monday 27th March 2006, 06:29:48