namaiki

Fuck I hate Mondays. Here I am sitting here in my little home office wondering why I could be bothered with dealing with the tax department, overcharging heat treaters, and bad weather. I need a fuckin holiday. I amaze myself that I can even function under the illusion of a democratic, desirable good life. I mean, who elected this fuckin government? I'm not suprised you left Oz, O - Not that I think America is a step up or anything, but at least a change is as good as a holiday, aye? Bleh.
Time for some sexylosers and sensible erection I think. Maybe I should run out and get a tattoo too. Maybe even smash something.