Last night I went to the Foo Fighters with Andrea fish face. It was fucking good. I am so glad I got to see them. Although nobody was getting into it, aussie crowds are boringer then homes :(
Today, I didn't go to work.
1. Because I was too tired and didn't even want to think of peeling myself out of bed just to knock on doors and be the Jehovas Witness of TV.
2. Because some indian knob that we work with is a dodgy fuck, who asks me if I'm a good kisser, and says to me, look into my eyes, why don't you have a boyfriend, and tells me I smell nice all the time and on Thursday night started KISSING MY NECK whilst saying I'm dying, oh my god, do you think I'd want to go back?
What the helllll. I'm so getting him fired. Today I will enjoy my weekend, not be anywhere on time, and think big, and go to the supermarket with Andrea. She owes me chocolate.
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