May 10, 2007 11:58
I'm the man. I met real skin heads last night and they drilled me untill I stopped saying "bro", forgot their names, they had swastika tattoos, they're my aquantinces now, thus, less chance of being jumped, more chance of people fearing my all mightyness nes....
Infact my manners have placed me in high steed with many people recentley, big and small. It just goes to show everyone appreciates a polite tenor.
Things are picking up also, I'll have a car in approximately 6weeks, I'll be on holiday in approximately 3months and yeah!!
On the other hand, I'm bored of my job and I hate/love being a part of this.... Shall we say "collective unconcious" that all working adults must feel, or not feel depending on the level of desenditisement. HEhe.
Motto of the week: "No worrys = No stomach ulcers"