Ahhh... sunday. What a crap day. It's meant to be a relaxing kick back day, but instead it's a day of worry, tiredness, and grumpyness. I've got so much to sort out today, but i really cannot be fucked to to anything. I also hate girls. How rubbish are they? I hate my car too, for not starting and cutting out in the middle of crossroads, except for the fact i love my car very much, and i feel bad for saying i hate her now. I hate the club in Banbury for giving me Brandy instead of Rum, and ruining my whole weekend. I wish i was at Alton Towers. It'd be brilliant. 
so, check your junk mail or inbox xxx