I have no job. Thank you ladies and gentlemen, goodnight.
In other news, the Liam Neeson in the bathtub dreams are back. If I didn't feel so ooky about mumble-mumble-ing a fifty year old Irish ex-jedi master in my grandmother's bathroom, i would be sleeping all day.
Later that evening...
went to a undeservedly expensive concert. Hm. Called WIL. One dude on guitar and one on drums. V. loud. Did not blow my mind. My eardrums oui, but little else. This night serves to cement: I am a nerd's girl. Hot guys don't need me. I am the beginner model. I don't much mind, Liam Neeson so wants my body. That's all, going to bed.
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