Well I going out to the Flytrap tonight. SHIT! I was more than ready to sit on my ass and watch The Spy Who Loved Me. Then I get a call from this girl (she'd be great on this site) moping about getting another "failed" micro-relationship. She seem's to always call me when this happens ( and I always seem to be doing nothing at all at that moment "karma"?), well I somehow got talked into going out. Fuck I hate it when this happens, Proably end up getting laid or something like that. I don't mind it, Just I'm not really in the mood. Fucking hell I sound like a gawd-damn girl. *ugh*
bletch:
hey drone, what the hell is a sharp