Monday, March 26, 2007
The office toilet stinks to high heavens. I've decided to skip the toilet break. I think the bitch did it. Cos it smells as bad as her. I'm hungry. And cranky. I wish i were in bed now, nicely tucked in with a great big thunderstorm outside. I wish there was mummy's al dente lasagne for me to eat right now. I kinda miss bumming. I have oways been independent but i have never aspired to be the career woman in a power suit. I wanna sleep in & eat & shop & slack & club. I feel so (as Sean calls it) edgy. I think all this is telling me that i need to go on a good holiday. Right about half an hour before i can leave this place. I know i'll feel much better once i step out of this building... and it's only Monday
Asphyxiated at at 5:18 PM
