Tuesday 6 March 2007

Sleepeaze

What do you do if every day is turning into the same day? Quit your job and pop goes the routine.

Lots of things have happened lately. I got drunk in the bath on a bottle of wine and a flask of whiskey. Pissed off a band, because of a incident with a lady, who most likely wasn't worth it, in the back stage area. Gave the wave of "i'm doing fine" to the love of my life and her new, caterpillar eyebrowed boyfriend. When really I want to be chopped up into tiny little pieces. And played strip poker to the wee early hours.



Props go to Mr K, King of the Hip Kids. He said I should write a novel. Although I would never be able to keep it up.

damn sleepnig pilss worked to good.... night.xxxxxxxxxxx

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