Work wasn't too bad, except that I have to do it again, and again, and again. Honestly, I don't know how you people cope. 3 or four days in a row and I'm ready to quit. I don't know what I'd do with a 40-hour work week. Probably just bitch about it, but who knows.I spent the whole day playing chess and reading philosophy. The chess was good.Maybe I'll get to sleep, maybe I won't. Maybe I'll get my homework done, maybe I won't. Maybe I'll wake up, write my resume, send it off, get a great job and then get hit by a bus. Maybe I'll walk into work, quit my job, move to Brasil and study catholicism while moonlighting as a contract killer. Maybe I'll just sleep in late. Who really knows what tomorrow holds?
Post je objavljen 23.07.2009. u 03:38 sati.