yeah you bleed just to know your alive...
well my weekend pretty much sucked. started out good tho. went to the movies with V. love her. saw Twisted. wasn't a fan, but hey. erm... then went home and... i think i did something... meh. then sunday... mucked around at home. tried to make scrambled eggs... they just kinda sat there in the pan... for 5 minutes... uncooked. i think i did something wrong. tried to make a milkshake, but we were out of syrup and yeah... wasn't great. so i gave up on cooking. then i tried to locate my missing brother and sister after a massive miscommunication error on jed's part. who here thinks 'go play in the park' and 'go play at the school oval' mean the same thing? yeah i thought so. then went to a family friends for a bbq, held a dying guinea pig and watched it die in his 10 year old owners arms. that was great. really. after realising that the meat they insisted on moaning 'ooh this is beautiful' about was actually octopuses the size of your hand, still in its original form, i decided that i would take my dinner inside, so i didn't have octopuses glaring at me from across the table. there i watched my baby Merlin cause a scene in big brother. smart/stupid, who cares - that boy is hot.
today i get up ready to go to work and upon ringing the bell to be let in, cameron strolls down the stairs and points out that i'm not even working today. now, i had places i could have been last night, turning them down cos i was told i was working. that would be fucking right. so instead i watched movies and slept.
god i hate weekends sometimes.
today i get up ready to go to work and upon ringing the bell to be let in, cameron strolls down the stairs and points out that i'm not even working today. now, i had places i could have been last night, turning them down cos i was told i was working. that would be fucking right. so instead i watched movies and slept.
god i hate weekends sometimes.