Saturday, November 27, 2004

 

Daylight come an me wan' go home,

So, thursday night, worked 11-6, sun was coming up when i got home.

last nite, fireworks sucked, tree sucked, work sucked, vacuums sucked.

Level 1, so dead, almost as bad as cup eve. the band suck.

Theyget a slab of coldies and a bottle of beam every friday. one of these days im just gonna knock the beam off...

You people suck. Yall dang went home at 130, thats when i finished...

There was a good old fight on the corner at flannys, apparently some dude smacked a chick (ill bet you she deserved it too...) and it was all on after that, the puddles of blood on the footpath amused me slightly. Cops and ambos were there, and one of our bouncers got a good old punch to the chin. Seems like dangerous work for these bouncer types. Last week one lost a tooth, this week a smack to the chin.

On my way home (since yall decided to be bums) i went past the station, and in typical frankston fashion, the road was closed from the entrance tothe station to the round about near luckys deli.
Cops had it closed and sealed off and they seemed to be looking for clues... or more than likely picking up 9mm shells off the ground after a drug war shootout... Who knows, there were no body bags or anything around so it cant have been too severe.

So, ballarat is crap, so boring, waste of petrol, atm my odometer is at 450 odd kms, im trying to break 500km from 1 tank.

I still have the flu, its trying to make an encore. Stupid virus.

It seems the speedo on my car is 7km out. We went past a speed detection thinggo on the freeway, i was dead on 110, and it said 103.

Im so bored. Other peoples computers suck, even jasons, cause it doesant havt your stuff on it.

Come mister tally man, tally me banana, Daylight come and me wan' go home.

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