This is starting to go well :<)
Well no work to day. Did a whole lot of nothing. I wasn't even going to leave the house if I didn't have to wash my shirts for work. Speaking of which I should really buy another shirt just in case I have to work five days in a row. Enough of the tangent, eh? Good news bad news, my hard cover, glossary free copy of Trainspotting. The good news? it's now in my possession. The bad news? It was 26 bucks, 23 with my "I'm Special" discount. That spending of the money is going to make my bank account look a way that i don't want it to look. But on a up note, my phone account keeps saying that I don't owe any money, which is most certainly not the case. Every one out there, which most likely is very few, Keep your fingers crossed that the phone people don't figure this one out and that a billing error once works out in the little guys favor.
I should sculpt. That's all there is to say about that. I have my sights set on Thurs. I ask every one out there to once again cross your fingers. It's shit like this that makes me hate myself. It's shit like this that make me want to... to... to... I don't know what the fuck I want to do, but I know that what ever it is can't be good for me, and I bet it would hurt too.
P.S. Only three spelling errors that I needed LJ to fix. Good for me, I think I'll give myself a cookie!
I should sculpt. That's all there is to say about that. I have my sights set on Thurs. I ask every one out there to once again cross your fingers. It's shit like this that makes me hate myself. It's shit like this that make me want to... to... to... I don't know what the fuck I want to do, but I know that what ever it is can't be good for me, and I bet it would hurt too.
P.S. Only three spelling errors that I needed LJ to fix. Good for me, I think I'll give myself a cookie!