eh, and morning Samantha. it's monday, yup. cold, wet, icy, dismal. least it's february
Roll on half 7 so I can start making my way home to bed again.
literally, you might get lost in all the confusion and get to avoid work legitimately.It's fucking freezing here, I literally cannot see the other end of the street because of all the dust from these lunatic workmen & I'm about to go & wait on a bus. Happy fucking days
Roll on half 7 so I can start making my way home to bed again.