Jun 27, 2004 15:33
No hangover. Not a fucking sausage. I feel fantastic! brilliant! inspired! Am I going to waste this productive and bright mood on my woeful masters project? am I fuck as like! Nope, I'm off to the supermarket to buy the contents of history's biggest breakfast. Afterwards I may stay in the kitchen and cook the epoch's finest curry, and follow it up with chocolate fudge cake. and.......cream! Man, I fucking rule.
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I'll look you deep in the eyes and tell you nothing but lies, I've been faking this for hours, but then I've always been a coward, baby