Pfft
Words piss up and brewery spring to mind. I'm a complete idiot and i fucking can't believe myself. I have so muh stuff i should have done and I'm panicking and there's no time to do it in and i've developed some kind of DISEASE or hives or something equally mingin which has caused blsters to appear all over my hands and feet and they're spreading up my arms and legs and i kept taking piriton but that just made me sleepy so i went to see the nurse and she didn't know what to do and she's making me see the dr and i still can't organise the stuff i'm meant to and i just found out i need insurance and fucking log books where the fuck do i get a log book from
argh
i can't even organise myself, how the fuck am i meant to organise other people? and all this shit with the house and the fucking rozzers and it's so stupid and pointless and i'd really like to scream lots. but i'm in the computer centre and that would be bad form. meanwhile i am living in a world of itchiness.
argh
i can't even organise myself, how the fuck am i meant to organise other people? and all this shit with the house and the fucking rozzers and it's so stupid and pointless and i'd really like to scream lots. but i'm in the computer centre and that would be bad form. meanwhile i am living in a world of itchiness.