Blog virginity has officially been taken by this lovely Tuesday afternoon.
I have no fucking idea why I am writing a blog considering my life is already boring enough for myself, and I don't really understand why I want to share it with the rest of you poor souls. But I suppose you must be bored enough to even be venturing over to this side of the web so it must mean I'm not the only one who has no life what-so-evar.
I started working at Subway in the city again, what a laugh and a half. Come visit me and I'll reward you with a cookie; "good doggy".
Um, so I moved to Maylands, if you haven't heard, considering it is such interesting news and everything....and for some stupid reason, I attract aboriginals like dog poo to lawn. It's incredible. I can't walk ten meters out of my front door without one asking me for $2 for the bus.
I mean, I usually come up with a decent excuse, but how is it that I end up in a situation where we're sharing headphones listening to the Grates?? I know I'm being incredibly racist, but what the hell, they're scary, okay?
You can't honestly say that if you were in some kind of trouble, and there was an aboriginal driving their lovely Commodore down the road, that you would stop them and ask for help?
They've built up such a bad reputation for themselves, tut tut.
....and this whole time, I've been sitting here writing furiously about aboriginals...with my 3D glasses on. (I got them when I watched UP; cutest movie evar. I suggest you see it if you're feeling emotionally retarded.)
And also I think some people should stop being scared of me. Right now. Or I'll bash them. Kthnx.
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