ziricote

Ever found yourself somewhere and asked yourself "how the fuck did I get here?"

Mid-Week ; Saught job at Virgin after hearing good things.
Phoned Virgin.
Was told to go into shop for application.
Went to shop.
Was told that they still had vacancies.
Was told there were no application forms,
that I had to come back with CV.
Returned home.
Was curious if I phoned again would I be told to go for application.
Phoned Virgin.
Was told there were no more vacancies.

Friday night ; talked shit with friends.
Went home drunk.
Vowed never to talk so much shit about something I know nothing about.
No one heard me vow.
Shit continues.

Saturday night ; quietly contemplated killing my friends.
Blame the mood on shift of drinks.
Goto club.
Friend kicked out for climbing over chair.
The bouncers scare easily.
Leave club alone.
Go home.
Sleep.

Sunday.
Wake up.
Got up to eat.
Hindsight ; should've stayed in bed.
Knowledge ; I never stay in bed.
Solution ; sleep in the kitchen.

Monday - Friday prediction.
Wake up.
Attempt to sell all possesions.
Consider walking.