obsidian_

working on Sunday to make up for not working on prom days does not make me a happy girl....at least it gets me out of the house and away from the person who shares my common dwellings....


Some one come and visit me at my cubical in Sherman Oaks I get creeped out when I'm sitting in an office with headphones on my head all by my lonesome, it's a perfect scenario for an ax murder to sneak up behind me and slice me in half...