i've had a rubbish day. i accomplished nothing at work and just sat around ill all day. im scared of leaving my house for fear of anything else bad happening!
well, i awoke this morning to find a tramp licking my face. when i asked him what he was doing, he revealed himself to be a militant member of the bnp who had hopped through my bedroom window in attempt to scare me away from leeds. once i had dispatched him, i had to get into uni. unfortunately, woodsley road had melted, so it took three hours longer than usual, and four pairs of shoes. when i got to uni, it transpired that all the computers in the geography cluster had been stolen by chavs, so i had to find the earth and physical, philosophical, political and flower pressing cluster, located somewhere in the bowels of the rodger stevens building. i got lost trying to find it, and endured many hours of labarynthine adventures, involving shaven headed lecturers and quite a lot of chanting. when i had completed my work, i went to the geography reception to hand it in, (avoiding the river of molten lava that had engulfed the union building), but found that the receptionist had just had her head bitten off by a rabid geomorphologist wielding a velocimeter and a trowell. he turned out to be quite helpful, took my work and gave me a reciept, but got a bit of blood on the front page. when he started nibbling the receptionist's corpse, i decided to leave. i took a detour through the park, cos it was a nice day, but got ambushed by mexican bandits who demanded i dance the macarena before they would let me go. when i got home, i found my house had been demolished and replaced with a starbucks. so, all in all, a rather uneventful day.
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quote: Originally posted by: Arsecandle "wow im in luck. my housemates are not going to be in all night!!!! yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay! time to walk around the house naked?"
and rub all your bits on the furniture? or film yourself abusing yourself? i used to live with someone like that .
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burn down our home, RAPE OUR DEAD MOUTHS. Just as long as I don't have to hear anymore of your disgusting babble
My friday 13th was spent in st james's hospital after i trapped my finger in my bathroom door and ripped a tendon! They made me stay the night and didnt even have to operate in the end i now get to wear a very unsexy finger bandage ! hehe