Bratwurst in meinem Arsloch
I think the normal autumnal dark funk has finally caught up with me. Tired, listless, achy, un-fun and cranky I am. Can't write, can't read, can't concentrate. All I want to do is eat and sleep.
And is that wrong? If I want to spend my life, or at least the winters, eating and sleeping, who is going to stop me? NO ONE! Ha ha ha. But I need money to eat and to have a place where to sleep. And because I'm too proud to live on well fare (or whatever it is called, god i hate english sometimes), i need to work. And to get work i need to study. And to study I need to get up in the mornings.
WILL THIS VICIOUS CIRCLE NEVER END?
Okay, okay, I'm not feeling as shitty as I did last autumn. But there are many dark weeks to live before i can see the light in the end of the winter tunnel. Damn this country! Damn the coldness, dampness and darkness! It's like living in my panties. Frigid and nasty. Brrr.
*moanmoancomplaincomplain*
And is that wrong? If I want to spend my life, or at least the winters, eating and sleeping, who is going to stop me? NO ONE! Ha ha ha. But I need money to eat and to have a place where to sleep. And because I'm too proud to live on well fare (or whatever it is called, god i hate english sometimes), i need to work. And to get work i need to study. And to study I need to get up in the mornings.
WILL THIS VICIOUS CIRCLE NEVER END?
Okay, okay, I'm not feeling as shitty as I did last autumn. But there are many dark weeks to live before i can see the light in the end of the winter tunnel. Damn this country! Damn the coldness, dampness and darkness! It's like living in my panties. Frigid and nasty. Brrr.
*moanmoancomplaincomplain*