Why is it that everytime I get very few hours at work I tend to get more homework? Or is it because I wait and it all bunches up? Nah, it's a conspiracy against me! Someone out there won't let me "have fun". And by "have fun"I mean plucking my eyebrows and waxing my tounge. I'm thinking the only time I'll get to rest is when I die and even then God and Satan will be debating where I really belong.
11.06.2007
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