Nov 12, 2004 13:30
So here I am.
On my 1 hour lunch break.
With a check in my pocket.
and no car.
Bored silly.
But I leave in 3 1/2 hours.
I dont know if thats a good thing or a bad thing just yet.
Ive gotta walk to the check cashing place.
Then walk home.
I dont know why I am typing in single lines.
It kind of looks like a poem.
Only it doesnt rhyme at all.
Maybe it could be an emo song.
And have some sort of corny chorus or breakdown.
It could repeat really depressing things.
Or normal things that I am blowing out of proportion.
or maybe Ill just go eat a sandwhich.
Yeah, ill do that.