| 12:09p |
Dame un tiro, por favor
This week is panning out to be a carbon copy of the past two. Everyone is grumpy as hell and working on an extremely short fuse. Everyday there is shitloads of information to take in and our desks look like crap.
When I get home, I don't wanna talk to anyone, I don't wanna think about anything. I just want to BE.....if that makes any sense.
Someone I could hang around with no need for extensive conversation (who understands).....who could give an awesome massage.....and keep the drinks coming, would be beneficial to me at this point in time.
I think I should join a convent in the mountains somewhere...........geez, crazy talk! |