ketchup or catch up
speaking to a certain wombat tonyte i realised the lack of work i've done let alone study! I've decided to start doing some work this weekend..i don't wanna get too ahead of myself..i hear study can be rather tedious at times after all! And that Pat Mazoud is a character! He gave goofy a chinese burn at my request today. It was soo old-skool and made my day! It really doesn't take much to make my day though. I reckon if i saw a butterfly tomorrow i'd be happy for the rest of the week. I haven't seen one in ages! I kinda miss them :( I have a rather funny connection to butterflys that is a story best left out whilst wombat-girl reads this blog. And apologies go to Jess for making her picture hot sweaty sex with Mr. Hibbard and also her parents having sloppy sex aswell. Ok now everyone picture their parents going at it real ruff like! Hahaha or picture havin' sex with me. Especially you Brad! Ahhh..it's fun for me but really annoying for everyone else so i'll stop now cos that shit is just taboo and is starting to gross me out! Believe it or not i did come on her to talk about something but the problem is i forgot what...but i tell ya what though; i was lookin aroud the web and saw (that is to say i seen it) this quote that i'm not entirely sure what it means so i'll leave it to you guys and tell me what you think..
We are the unable
Led by the unwilling
We have been doing so much
With so little
For so long
We are now qualified
To do anything
With nothing
Something about the callapse of man-kind or something..i think they stole that L.O.T.R's but still. And for those who do not have the pleasure of access to 3d, i give you this;
People who are in a hurry shit me no end, and they shit me no end quickly. You know how you get that person in the queue at the supermarket when management, in their wisdom, has reduced the number of checkout chicks to a one-armed sloth and two mircats? And this person-in-a-hurry stands behind you huffing and shifting their body weight and muttering under their breath?
Okay, so Surry Hills Coles is not the most ideal place to be spending precious moments, but giving yourself a stress headache ain’t going to get you out of there any earlier, sunshine. Chill the fuck out. Or fat blokes who will run for three blocks to make their bus... holy crap I swear I’ve seen some people almost kill themselves trying to make it to a bus that Matt Shirvington wouldn’t have a hope of making it to. There’s bulging veins and sweat and flailing arms and that frothy shit at the mouth (where does that stuff come from?) and they’re dodging cars to get across the road... and it’s just a fucking bus, dude. One of many. There will be another one. Rate you’re going I may as well just call the ambulance right now. You’re only going to be late for work. Take it easy.
Or one of the worst I’m-in-a-hurry people are those utter tossers who sit behind a cab that has pulled over to pick up a passenger, and they blast their fucking horn. Seriously, what the hell is that all about? Why honk - you can see what is going on here. It really needs no explaining. It’s a little task that is going to take no more than a few seconds, and yet you muster the energy and anger to lean on your car horn several times because... because why? Is it simply because you want to let the wider community know that you are in a hurry? Because that’s about all your honking is going to achieve. That and letting the wider community know that you are a complete dick.
And just now, I opened my sandwich bought from the café I am one day going to get around to boycotting, and it was a shambles. You could tell they were in a hurry - there simply was no love in that sandwich. I would take it back and ask them do it again, but with care and passion, but, erm, I’m on deadline... I’m in a hurry.
endorphin
We are the unable
Led by the unwilling
We have been doing so much
With so little
For so long
We are now qualified
To do anything
With nothing
Something about the callapse of man-kind or something..i think they stole that L.O.T.R's but still. And for those who do not have the pleasure of access to 3d, i give you this;
People who are in a hurry shit me no end, and they shit me no end quickly. You know how you get that person in the queue at the supermarket when management, in their wisdom, has reduced the number of checkout chicks to a one-armed sloth and two mircats? And this person-in-a-hurry stands behind you huffing and shifting their body weight and muttering under their breath?
Okay, so Surry Hills Coles is not the most ideal place to be spending precious moments, but giving yourself a stress headache ain’t going to get you out of there any earlier, sunshine. Chill the fuck out. Or fat blokes who will run for three blocks to make their bus... holy crap I swear I’ve seen some people almost kill themselves trying to make it to a bus that Matt Shirvington wouldn’t have a hope of making it to. There’s bulging veins and sweat and flailing arms and that frothy shit at the mouth (where does that stuff come from?) and they’re dodging cars to get across the road... and it’s just a fucking bus, dude. One of many. There will be another one. Rate you’re going I may as well just call the ambulance right now. You’re only going to be late for work. Take it easy.
Or one of the worst I’m-in-a-hurry people are those utter tossers who sit behind a cab that has pulled over to pick up a passenger, and they blast their fucking horn. Seriously, what the hell is that all about? Why honk - you can see what is going on here. It really needs no explaining. It’s a little task that is going to take no more than a few seconds, and yet you muster the energy and anger to lean on your car horn several times because... because why? Is it simply because you want to let the wider community know that you are in a hurry? Because that’s about all your honking is going to achieve. That and letting the wider community know that you are a complete dick.
And just now, I opened my sandwich bought from the café I am one day going to get around to boycotting, and it was a shambles. You could tell they were in a hurry - there simply was no love in that sandwich. I would take it back and ask them do it again, but with care and passion, but, erm, I’m on deadline... I’m in a hurry.
endorphin