Skipping SchoolMay 6, 1997
St Kilda East.Is there a pattern emerging here? Yesterday it was PJs all day, today it's not being bothered to go into uni. I feel mixed emotions about it, if I could get in there and safely photocopy all the notes, and get a copy of the assignment then I'd be right. But I'm too embarrassed to go in there and do that. I think the assignment is due on the 26th of this month, so if I front up next week, all psyched ready to go, perhaps I can do it then. Do I believe this? Well, no probably not.
We bought the cats this sisal scratching post thinger, and instead of scratching and mauling it all they do is lick it. Not just a "lick" "Oh, yeah, its one of those sisal thingers", but an "oooohhhhhh yeah, tastes better than my ass" type of extended lick fests. Big Woobie, you mental what are you doing?
I had to work yesterday. Was ok, even though there is a lot happening under the surface there at the moment. Big boss, Amanda is on the warpath all set to sack people as she sees fit, everyone placed on a first and final warning, everyone shaking and fearful in their boots. Oh suck my ass! Who cares, it's such a load of crap. Anyway I worked from 4pm to 12am, an eight hour shift, then when by best friend Ashley came in for the graveyard I stayed there and we had the best gossip until 4am. As Bill Chance says - there's a line at about 3am between what is late at night and what is then early morning. I am sure that 3am is the magic time, and 4am suddenly becomes early morning. That's why I'm a little wrecked today.
I think our ass-hole neighbour has had his car stolen. Really, it couldn't have happened to a more deserving person. Oh, oh, that will come back to me at some time. But really he is a total prick. He's the one who comes marching downstairs when me and the Mr fight, and asks us "Is there and particular reason why you have to keep slamming that door?" To which my answer is always,"Is there any particluar reason why you're interested?". Once he told me to take it as a warning, and that I should consider myself "Warned", when I laughed in his face and asked exactly what that meant, he went running up the stairs shouting - "You'll find out, one day." Uh. Huh.
Weeeell, I think I might go back to bed for a little snooze. Read a magazine, have a hot chocolate. I have some plates to finish. Yesterday I bought a new table cloth, a big heavy hand loomed calico'ey one, for some reason it was on the floor, but still wrapped in its plastic cover. The kitten had just grabbed it by the corner, with his mouth and is dragging it around the room, growling and grunting. Hang on........ he's taking it into the spare bedroom......he has just deposited it underneath my desk. Perhaps this may be the key to where all of those things I've lost lately have gone. hmmmm.
F'ing police helicopter flying overhead every ten seconds, I wonder who's doing something wrong?
No quote today.
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