confessions

I farted in a crowded elevator......again.

I got about 30 people to hate one of my friends..... not on purpose though.

What's with these long and rambling posts at these ridiculous times lately? Well, let's just say I gave up drinking.

Um... I was so obsessed with Southwest Airlines that I tried to get a job with them last year?

-Amanda "takes the trophy and walks away (woohoo, only 10 months until I can apply again" V.

You can say that again, didn't have a single drop of alcohol the entire weekend. It was a fucking awful weekend really, sleepless nights, barely any food, the usual.

Speed, fucking speed. Not yank speed but the way it was meant speed. Original Amphetamines, none of that other crap.

That was probably the worst cup of coffee I ever had.

I need to take a shit and buy some shag.

I didn't know that you used prostitutes, old chap

I don't, shag is tobacco. The things I did with my nose this weekend are said to make your sense of smell bad. What actually happened annoys me even more, it made it better. My whole room smells like coffee I keep in a drawer, irritates me to death.

The only bad thing I ever do is forgetting to spray after I took a shit.

I think I'll call in sick at work tomorrow, I need to restore.

No sleep for days, never thought I would ever be like that. I'm not going to work tomorrow screw them and their shite, I'll stay in bed.

What a ridiculous way to start a new year, what the hell was I thinking.

What more is there to confess eh, I am actually a very nice boy.