twiggy

Work was so shit today, does my office look like a trash can? An ashtray? A spitoon? A fucking nursery? No? Then take your rubbish away. Don't give me fag burns. It so costs extra to gob on me and if that child gets killed playing stick your fingers someplace sharp then don't sue. Otherwise, my life is ok. My septum is a little nippy but its doing good. I've been pretty depressed today but as theres no logical reason for it im hopin it will pass soon. Oh, and eurovision. Oh dear.