My horoscope told me to chill the fuck out.
Like, don't:
1. Sign a contract on an apartment
2. Discuss your professional future with a dictatorial boss
3. Put together a kick-ass application for a masters program
4. Wonder if a semi-relationship will ever pass that semi-thang
All in one day.
Let's say I really deserved that beer I had once yesterday started chilling out slightly.
Holy shit.
lördag, oktober 14, 2006
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