head on a stick. NOW!

Sep 28, 2007 23:11

seven hours. seven fucking hours. SEVEN FUCKING HOURS!!!!

i want the head of the secretary of state for transport on a sharpened stick and i want it right now. i have the right to a social life even if my job has combined with cruel serendipity to today deny it to me. time to think about karma mr secretary...

and my cd player then contrived to play the above. how i chortled.

and the date has gotten very quiet since i wasn't that keen on a first date with two of her friends there. well, she did seem too good to be realistic i suppose. all in all, stuff is going quite shit tbh
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