2007年 10月 1日 月曜日 07:31

I'm back to the rat race and trying to earn some money in the process. As usual life happened and now we must deal with the consequences, not that I really want to. So I guess I shall go on and pretend that growing up doesn't suck. Jay went and broke himself. I guess that is what he gets for being the only casualty in a war, at this point the war is with is limb. I'm hungry and I have no idea what to eat. Which is not abnormal but coz now I'm stuck in the booth so life goes on… I smell like naartjies which is not cool anymore… and it won't stop raining. The blacks are complaining that I'm wearing my fuzzies to work… WHO CARES!complicated