Wednesday, April 9

I am a passenger

Adjusting to life as a passenger makes you realise just how shit a lot of other people's driving is. Except Lizz who's driving I have to be nice about cos she gives me lifts to my mum's house to wash my skidmark inhabited boxers in her kitchen sink. Haha whoops! And of course the other reason I have to be nice about her driving is because it's awesome.

Young man, there's a place you can go.
I said, young man, when you're short on your dough.
You can stay there, and I'm sure you will find
Many ways to have a good time.

Wednesday nights down Mansfield, now known as legendairy. I'm lactose intolerant though.

I'm on my arse today though, had not much more than 3 hours sleep and I've got a full day at work to get through. Wish me luck.

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