My workplace is so lowly
Ok so I am up late, drank too much vodka, not pissed now but cant sleep. Have work tomorrow though.
Ouch. My leg bones hurt!
Bloody dramas all night. People spewing, smashing glass, making passes at eachother.
2 hours of free drinks will do that to your colleagues.
I ended up squatting to pee in a vacant lot and then sitting on the lap of a large bisexual on the ride back to perth as there was not enough room in the car. It was puzzling. And much more comfortable when the ride was over.
Sitting in lap of large bisexual much more sensible than sitting on lap of attractive yet immature and arrogant young man. This could have lead to much more confusion.
Need to reach out to unhappy friend whose path I crossed in city tonight. In fact, friend is the wrong word... in truth he is really just a comrade, a fellow being of some intellectual substance, trapped for what ever reason in a meaningless and mundane reality. Like limbo, or the twilight zone might be like. But I feel responsible for him although we are not friends, have barely spoken 1000 words in our 3 yr aquaintance.
He is going through shit and is bitter and twisted about it and I dont know if he has anyone to speak to. This is upsetting for me as I have observed that he is a good sort and does not deserve to be wallowing in loathing of life.
Ouch. My leg bones hurt!
Bloody dramas all night. People spewing, smashing glass, making passes at eachother.
2 hours of free drinks will do that to your colleagues.
I ended up squatting to pee in a vacant lot and then sitting on the lap of a large bisexual on the ride back to perth as there was not enough room in the car. It was puzzling. And much more comfortable when the ride was over.
Sitting in lap of large bisexual much more sensible than sitting on lap of attractive yet immature and arrogant young man. This could have lead to much more confusion.
Need to reach out to unhappy friend whose path I crossed in city tonight. In fact, friend is the wrong word... in truth he is really just a comrade, a fellow being of some intellectual substance, trapped for what ever reason in a meaningless and mundane reality. Like limbo, or the twilight zone might be like. But I feel responsible for him although we are not friends, have barely spoken 1000 words in our 3 yr aquaintance.
He is going through shit and is bitter and twisted about it and I dont know if he has anyone to speak to. This is upsetting for me as I have observed that he is a good sort and does not deserve to be wallowing in loathing of life.