November 2009
4 posts
SICK
Holy shit, I have suck a horrible cold. Barry sent me home early today because I just couldn’t. I was supposed to work till 12, but at 10 he told me I could just split.
I’ve been working pretty much everyday, and with my free time I’ve been laying in bed, because I feel like such shit.
I just have a typical cold, sore throat stuffed nose… but X3.
"IT'S A GUY THING"
Translation: What I did is going to piss you off/upset you, and so I’m not telling you.
You know what, fuck off. There isn’t one thing that I keep from you, so whatever stupid shit you were doing last night, I deserve to know. And also, don’t expect me to forget this.
