So, it's 10:42, whic is no time in particular really. I'm sitting here, typing this bullshit that no one will read anyway. I miss Megan something chronic tonight, it's getting ridiculous. Did I tell you? She's coming down here over Christmas, we're going to house-sit together. And look after a brand-new burmese kitten x3 So yeah, that thought is really all that's keeping me going at the moment. Seriously... everyone has to have a reason to drag themselves out of bed every morning, and the thought of seeing her again is mine at the moment. I've organised to start working full-time in the supermarket where I've already worked for over 2 years. Which really sucks, because not only is it mind-numbingly dull work, but it's also pysically hard work, and badly-payed. And crappy crappy music. I hate Christmas carols so ******** much. Anyway, that turned out to just be me bitching again, so I'll stop now.
Oh wait, I'm going to put in an awesome poem by Dylan Moran (comedian/actor)
"Think of a bee. You are it's knees. You waft around like a summer breeze. Can I see you Tuesday please?"
Isn't it adorable?
JarrahDreamer · Mon Dec 17, 2007 @ 01:46pm · 1 Comments |