Music washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life. - Red Auerbach
I wish this weekend never happened.
No sleep was had.
The stack of dvd’s I hired had to be returned un-watched due to lack of available viewing time. So, another trip to the shop must be made in order to fulfil my original desire to view them. I hate pointless back and forthing. I need more than 24hrs in a day. There must be someone I can bargain with in regards to this matter.
Ex was spotted. Weirdo.
I have to model my mates label next week. I hate being such a good friend. Practice, practice, practice. Bloody shoes. Peacock walk. Ruined music. Sore feet. Sore legs. I have to somehow flatten my stomach completely in less than a week. I’m hungry. I eat way too much to be able to do this. Water does not make you feel full. Argh!
I am so tired. I can almost guarantee you that I jogged this morning in a zombie-like state.
I have a head-ache that almost prevented me from sleeping the past few nights. It feels strangely like a light-headed dehydration head-ache, but that’s impossible. It may be stress related, which at this point in time is extremely possible.
I may be coming down with a cold.
I need sugar. Chuppa Chup required.
White Russians = drink of the weekend.
Cheese and Antipasto platters are pure genius.
No sleep was had.
The stack of dvd’s I hired had to be returned un-watched due to lack of available viewing time. So, another trip to the shop must be made in order to fulfil my original desire to view them. I hate pointless back and forthing. I need more than 24hrs in a day. There must be someone I can bargain with in regards to this matter.
Ex was spotted. Weirdo.
I have to model my mates label next week. I hate being such a good friend. Practice, practice, practice. Bloody shoes. Peacock walk. Ruined music. Sore feet. Sore legs. I have to somehow flatten my stomach completely in less than a week. I’m hungry. I eat way too much to be able to do this. Water does not make you feel full. Argh!
I am so tired. I can almost guarantee you that I jogged this morning in a zombie-like state.
I have a head-ache that almost prevented me from sleeping the past few nights. It feels strangely like a light-headed dehydration head-ache, but that’s impossible. It may be stress related, which at this point in time is extremely possible.
I may be coming down with a cold.
I need sugar. Chuppa Chup required.
White Russians = drink of the weekend.
Cheese and Antipasto platters are pure genius.