Place your hands on me, my love.

Nov 04, 2004 00:16

Got up feeling awful with a progressive case of influenza and the teeth of wisdom rearing theyre fucking painful, er, heads. Wanted to die when i got to work. Work got so bad i said to Megan 'Fuck off, or I will'. She told me to go. But i didn't. Now i'm going to take off tomorrow and friday. I bet I get fired. I don't really care, but i sort of do. Maybe i'll get a new job on the weekend if luck is on my terms, and karma is on my side. Which it won't be.

Was meant to catch up with Sean for coffee at 4.30 or so, but i fell asleep on my bed instead. Sorry dude.

Louise was back today so i saw her after six. She made me alot less miserable, i still felt like fucking shit though. Hopefully i'll see her again tomorrow night after our show. Otherwise i have to wait till Friday! :( Terrible.
We had Macdonalds for dinner with Craig and Brownyn who are Louise's friends. They're like 26 with a baby, two dogs, two cars, their own house and all that. It's strange in their company, but i think we're all getting used to each other hahah. There is a dead rat between the walls near their bedroom wardrobe. The smell is totally rancid, and somewhat reminiscant of the smell of my car the last few months.

So tomorrow, i'll probably drop off that quad to whoever is taking it from me. Go for coffee by myself and get my pay out. Meet Guy and go to Office Works, maybe we'll actually get that EP printed soon! Then we have that show at the church bar. Hip hop vs. rock. Should be fun, different crowd n all that.
Friday, i'm not sure what's in store but it's bound to be better than today, and hopefully at least as good as tomorrow promises. I'm taking Louise out for dinner and watching Grahame play some jazz. Can't beat late spring evenings with wine, jazz, and Louise, can you? NO!

xo
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