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Feb 11, 2005 11:32

I actually left the house yesterday in jeans that were falling off, with my hair in bunches and no music. I looked anorexic, twelve and like an escaped mental patient singing away to myself just to avoid bumping into you. This is what you've turned me into damn you!

Why don't people talk sense?

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I had a great speech planned then you smiled and ruined it all. Cheers. Well done. You just made me look a complete prat in science. At least you didn't ruin my experiment - not that that says much about my ability, I mean, how hard can it be to weigh soil?

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Grr. Men!
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