December 2010
11 posts
Nothing makes me want to smoke more than being in an office building. It’s all I can think about really. I think I just went for one a half hour ago but I’m not so sure.
I think it’s my body’s way of slowly killing itself to avoid having to sit at this fucking desk just waiting for shit to get done. Thank science I’m back to working from home tomorrow.
fucking dentists
had a filling done this afternoon. four hours later my cheek is still numb and hurting a bit. this will not make me give up candy.
waiting
my job involves a fucktruck full of waiting on other people to do small tasks for me. this basically clashes with my own philosophy of “get my work done as fast as possible so i have more time to masturbate furiously to strangers on the internet”.
working from home makes waiting a bit better since at least nobody is looking over my shoulder, checking my browser history or commenting...
nothing tastes as good as skinny feels
– kate moss(not talking about my dick)