I put up half a shed, dug out three flowerbeds, planted Californian lilacs, russian vines and winter jasmine, went on a Scout St Georges day parade, watched Jurassic Park three, washed the car (1983 Ford Cortina Crusader...) T-Cut the bonnet to get it looking nice, visited my mum, rang my sort of girlfriend, who was out, chatted to a friend on MSN Mesenger, and wrote this post...
fun... I hate work. People are dumb, and rude, and incompetent, and . . .did I mention stupid? The next time someone asks me "Do you work here?" I'm gonna flat out lie and say "No, I don't." Then they'll be all confused. Ha!! A stupid question deserves a stupid answer.
Today I woke up, crawled to the kitchen, drank some coffee, and by some miracle, I got to work. Then I went through he!! for too many hours to remember. Then I ate food and went to a free movie...(nice to have friends in these places...he he he). Then I got a phone call from someone who continues to confuse me. He seems to want nothing to do with me, but keeps calling... Ouch... *brain cramp* Now I'm here.
I need to get a life... 🙄