Tatoo artist called and said "I don't want to do your tatoo today, maybe next month". Life just keeps getting better.
So apparently two friends of mine are deciding my future. That is to say where I will live and with whom (them of course), which sounds great in its conceptual stages, but I fear that not all will go as planned. As a matter of fact I am sure I will get fucked in the end, no matter which way I lean. Good news though...
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Monday goes as anticipated. Work sucks, I get pulled over for running a stop sign and cutting off a cop -all in one move- and I run out of gas as two blocks from home. I love griping.
I hate mondays, I am spending all my energy to not let sunday end... maybe if I stay awake long enough monday will never come.