Monday, November 3, 2008

the day after sunday

its monday, on mondays i talk about the that predictable:

1 hour sleep
home at 6:45
"is this your boyfriend?"
wanting to hit idiots
hunting steez to the max
sober (shock fuckin horror)
moving house
donuts filled with custard at 5 in the am
no dinner for 4 days
at last he gets some ;)
work work work
a good nike party
someone looking like they had shit themself!

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