This is very very, extraodinary. Tra la la. I'm super tired & I drink too much. And smoke too much for that matter. But Joy. My life is actually okay. Appart from the debt and everyhting. But i'm gonna see about getting that sorted soon. I've a full time job... joy. And i've got my drinking/smokin/drugie lifestyle back, which we all know i mould into so perfectly. Not that I have the money for this lifestyle. But we'll see how it all works out. Heh. I would like my works hours to calm down slightly.. I mean... they do suck cock. In every argument i'm going to use the words.. "Suck My Cock". Just because it makes me giggle, like a school girl. I have a new voice, my internal monolouge has swtiched.. it's now more of a girl, than the butch builder man it used to be. Narrating my life day by day, hour by hour, minuet by minuet, I think I spelt minuet wrong, but I have no idea on how to spell it otherwise, so we'll leave it as that. I seriously need to clean and tidy, but that takes effort of which i havent got. I enjoy it when you don't reply. It gives me the passion to hate you. And I enjoy hating you. It actually gives me the guts to forget i'm falling for you, and makes me want to destory you. Which I fully plan on doing. Not because i'm that much of a bitch to destroy an innocent man. People do deserve these things. Too much messing around is a bad thing. Practically completly utterly lying about where people are is also bad. So yeah,deserves it, & I play the loving girlfriend so well. Heh. Yeah I'm mental and evil. And I rather like it that way.