Saturday, November 12, 2005

I doubt if there are many things as pathetic

as blawging at eight in the morning on a Saturday.

This is going to be a shitty week.

I play breakfast rock (a voice like the snooze button, guitars like scrambled eggs) and reschedule the day around my books. Again.

2 comments:

La Figlia Che Piange said...

There are'nt, really. You should sleep.

fyn scarlet reed said...

Would you believe it, that's exactly what I did. Woke up with a headache, but ehh.