for sloshing around during the wintry morning and evening walks to work in the cityyyyyyy
i used to think these were fugs.. but u know when something is so fugs u can't stop looking at it and then soon u can't tell if you look at it cuz u like it or if its fugs? like an ugly child or dog? this is kinda like that. kinda
Friday, 07 November 2008
every morning when i board the crowded train and wait in line for the old/fat folks in front of me to shuffle up the train steps... i just feel like MOOING...like a sad overfed cow being herded to the slaughterhouse (the office). the thought of mooing outloud is the only highlight of my day! oh and lunchtime is okay.. and also after 10 hours of work, we get a free dinner. yayyyyyy.