so im sitting here, wondering why I even started uni in the first place, fumbling my way through my first Management essay. And boy am i stinking it up. Memo to self, read the prescribed readings next time. Better yet, campaign that someone makes them into an episode of the Simpsons that I can just watch on my mp7 player. Yes, i said mp7, Im just that far ahead of you all.
There is really no reason for this post, other than for me to actually get some use from my keyboard. Its only gathering dust while I try to write my essay. Its actually getting kind of mossy, and my hands keep sliiiiiiipppppping off when i typeeeee....
I cannot bloody wait for Friday to roll around, not that Ive had a particularly stressful week. Going to see Transformers with some mates after work, then out to see another mates band in their EP launch. Transformers will be great, a mate offered me $50 to dress up like a transformer, but I dont think I'll be taking him up on that. When i was a kid we had a cat called Megatron. True story. We also had a little plant each in the backyard. Mine died when I pulled out my wizzer and soaked it. True story.
Anyway, im going back to my studies, I'll post up some more thrilling sequences of words when the opportunity next arises.