Hate
Stupid work. Hate. Hate. Hate. Don't want to do any of it. Want to go home and do nothing. Want to go to London. No work. Hate work. Hate. Wonder if Lidh will fail me for not rewriting my paper or just let me keep my 76 that I got on the initial submitted draft. I'm guessing no, but that'd be nice. I probably won't get higher than that anyway, even on the rewrite. Sigh. I really need to get to wal-mart to invest in some mind and body stimulating substances (caffeine) for this last week. Ugh. Fucking awful guitar solo I'm hearing right now.. song ending, thankfully. Oneida was sounding like a good find until I reached the outro where that solo lay hidden in the grass like a fucking swamp of angry killer bees with down syndrome. Hm, this next song isn't too hot either. Damn, looks like a deletion from the hard drive. Oh well, more space for better stuff.
I really wanna play the original Sonic the Hedgehog for Sega Genesis... Back when I was six... and it was Christmas and I just got the system and game... sigh... no fucking Shakespeare--the guy didn't even exist to me back then.
Fuck. Just... Fuck.
I think Clapton's "Stormy Monday" will be played right now.
I really wanna play the original Sonic the Hedgehog for Sega Genesis... Back when I was six... and it was Christmas and I just got the system and game... sigh... no fucking Shakespeare--the guy didn't even exist to me back then.
Fuck. Just... Fuck.
I think Clapton's "Stormy Monday" will be played right now.