saturday (in brief)
woke up late for work. terrible hangover. skin aches, implying an oncoming cold. my bathroom ceiling is raining which means the recently completed construction will need to be torn down and redone...AGAIN!! mice are eating my dogs food. cant play guitar because my fuckin finger still hurts. god awful cramps. missing a halloween party. found a weird lump on my tit. starving. no alcohol. no drugs. its saturday night and in alone.
bad bad day...
14 years ago
3 comments:
go to the docotor for your tit baby
dont you have a boyfriend to massage the lump away? Im just sayin.
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