What's a lazy tosser? I was called that by a friend of mine and I don't know what it means.
I digress. This post is about how I am awesome and lazy. The latter dominates the former. That is why I still haven't finished up what I've written so far on Rihanna and her umberella. Damnit, Rihanna. Look what you've done. I spelled umbrella with an extra 'e'. And that's stupid cos you're stupid. You hear that? Huh, Rihanna?
I will however, post the greatest thing I've read today. It's like mind blowing. Ready for it? Here you go:
Happiness is just round the corner…too bad the world is round.
I told you I'm lazy.
And last night I crashed at my workmate's place because it was too late to get home after we went to a taverna. The result: I was late for work. 3 hours late.
Him: I'm not going to work today. I have a sore throat.
Me: Shit, I'm late. I need to go to work. It's my last day! OMG!!! What's this ? Why is my skin peeling off from my face? I am not a snake! Oh god!!! I'm so gonna be late.
Him: You don't have to go back to your house. Just go from here.
Me: I am not going to work in those red shoes.
Apparently I was Dorothy for the night as I was wearing these red shoes I got from Raben footwear (I heart those shoes, by the way). As for Toto, I gave him to a homeless man because he looked like he could use some dog to satisfy his hunger.
I'm just rambling and I dislike it. I'll post a more coherent entry sometime soon.
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