liziefer

I am as ill as an ill bug wearing little ill shorts on a big ill boat.
Bleh.



No work for me today. Boohoo. Less money next month.

My friend was meant to be staying over tonight + then I was gonna drive us to my work tomorrow + then she was gonna take my car + drive it to her work, + then come back after work, pick me back up, + then I'd drive us back to mine. But now she's all with the "I want some time to myself" which is gay, so now I have to get the train to work tomorrow + ask for a lift. Gay gay gay, in the face. I just want to be able to freakin drive already.

I need a break from my head.