Tuesday, March 23, 2004
ramblings
I'm tired.
I hate Tuesdays.
They're worse than Mondays.
Mondaies? Mondaies.
P and I acted like kids last night.
Kids that build forts and pretend they're hiding from the cops.
Kids that smoke in said fort and talk about sex.
I sent a text to SuperDave.
He replied.
I called him darling.
He called me mi amor.
I could marry him.
I have to work today.
A lot.
So I guess I better get on that.
Sigh.
I need a new job.
I hate Tuesdays.
They're worse than Mondays.
Mondaies? Mondaies.
P and I acted like kids last night.
Kids that build forts and pretend they're hiding from the cops.
Kids that smoke in said fort and talk about sex.
I sent a text to SuperDave.
He replied.
I called him darling.
He called me mi amor.
I could marry him.
I have to work today.
A lot.
So I guess I better get on that.
Sigh.
I need a new job.