it's a good day
... and nothing really happened. it's just good.
it all began yesterday night... I left office (right after telling one of my colleagues what a fuck-wit he is and I've no time to stay on to do stuff he can do himself, why else have I given him some forms to fill out... asshole!) and hopped on a train downtown, to go visit E, a friend of mine.
as I sat down, an old woman walks by my seat, gesticulating like a maniac.. untill I notice she wants me to crank down the volume of my mp3-player. yeah, as if! hah! then she walked further... the old bat confused me so much, I got off the train 2 stops too early, walked around central station untill I noticed my mistake, hopped onto another train to then get off the right stop, changed onto a subway and then stood there reading the newspapers right untill E's stop.
we sat in her kitchen, talking bull about people we both know... taking the piss at everything that's happened since we last met up and ordered pizza while her phone constantly rang and I couldn't stop myself from babbling into her talking on the phone hehehe
off we went taking the piss at fecken xyz branche for being shite, asking ourselves why we keep on working the beat after 7 years (in my case) and 6 years (her case) and why the hell haven't we learned sth more REAL or at least move onto sth better/more worthwile/less idiotic (much hillarity ensued)
some time ago she had a snogging-affair with xyz and now she's so bored, she said now's a good time to go ahead and fuck him or she'll burst. atta, girl! *thumbs up*
I adore her for her many things... most of all: she doesn't give a feck how she doesn't look like - and noone seems to care she doesn't look like a model. I dunno how she does it, but I'll keep on hanging around since I seem to have lost that ability and could really do with some advice lol
we went to bed at around 1 am, and I must say I haven't had such a good night's sleep in ages... I even heard the alarm clock function on my mobile and stayed on the couch for a couple of more minutes before hitting her shower, whistleing along the music in my head... and waking her up at 07:55 am (she's on vacation this week) asking her if it's very mean of me to wake her up this early - since she doesn't have to go to work today - and demanding a cup of cappuccino she so unwisely offered to make me the night before. she merely lifted her head off the pillow, moaning "fuck off" and turned around. giggleing, I closed the door, put my shite back into my backpack and went into the kitchen, rolling my first cig of the day, listening to her waltzing into the loo and then off to the espressomachine. hah!
we hung around her kitchen another 45 minutes, talking about - literally - god and the world... well, rather, why religions suck and how come some people marry virgin (about 2 million years too fecken' late for us) and how come we seem to have to learn stuff anew and try to learn it good this time we're all around, so we don't have to go and try again the next time (if that makes sense to you?)
by the way, in case you haven't noticed untill now, I'm trying to get myself a booker prize by this posting, so you better get me a medal or a pint or sth ;P
so, tomorrow we have a holiday here. which also has to do with my good mood today. nothing beats a day off, for free! I hope the sun will be shining... at least a little... I wanna ride my m-bike all over town... for the first time since seeing that motorcycle accident happening last saturday...will be an interesting experience, eh *chuckles*
basically planning to sleep out, make myself a really nice breakfast, hang around a little and enjoy myself.
right *pulling myself together* I should possibly get back to pretending I'm actually working. yeah, right, as if ANYONE will believe that. hahah!
it all began yesterday night... I left office (right after telling one of my colleagues what a fuck-wit he is and I've no time to stay on to do stuff he can do himself, why else have I given him some forms to fill out... asshole!) and hopped on a train downtown, to go visit E, a friend of mine.
as I sat down, an old woman walks by my seat, gesticulating like a maniac.. untill I notice she wants me to crank down the volume of my mp3-player. yeah, as if! hah! then she walked further... the old bat confused me so much, I got off the train 2 stops too early, walked around central station untill I noticed my mistake, hopped onto another train to then get off the right stop, changed onto a subway and then stood there reading the newspapers right untill E's stop.
we sat in her kitchen, talking bull about people we both know... taking the piss at everything that's happened since we last met up and ordered pizza while her phone constantly rang and I couldn't stop myself from babbling into her talking on the phone hehehe
off we went taking the piss at fecken xyz branche for being shite, asking ourselves why we keep on working the beat after 7 years (in my case) and 6 years (her case) and why the hell haven't we learned sth more REAL or at least move onto sth better/more worthwile/less idiotic (much hillarity ensued)
some time ago she had a snogging-affair with xyz and now she's so bored, she said now's a good time to go ahead and fuck him or she'll burst. atta, girl! *thumbs up*
I adore her for her many things... most of all: she doesn't give a feck how she doesn't look like - and noone seems to care she doesn't look like a model. I dunno how she does it, but I'll keep on hanging around since I seem to have lost that ability and could really do with some advice lol
we went to bed at around 1 am, and I must say I haven't had such a good night's sleep in ages... I even heard the alarm clock function on my mobile and stayed on the couch for a couple of more minutes before hitting her shower, whistleing along the music in my head... and waking her up at 07:55 am (she's on vacation this week) asking her if it's very mean of me to wake her up this early - since she doesn't have to go to work today - and demanding a cup of cappuccino she so unwisely offered to make me the night before. she merely lifted her head off the pillow, moaning "fuck off" and turned around. giggleing, I closed the door, put my shite back into my backpack and went into the kitchen, rolling my first cig of the day, listening to her waltzing into the loo and then off to the espressomachine. hah!
we hung around her kitchen another 45 minutes, talking about - literally - god and the world... well, rather, why religions suck and how come some people marry virgin (about 2 million years too fecken' late for us) and how come we seem to have to learn stuff anew and try to learn it good this time we're all around, so we don't have to go and try again the next time (if that makes sense to you?)
by the way, in case you haven't noticed untill now, I'm trying to get myself a booker prize by this posting, so you better get me a medal or a pint or sth ;P
so, tomorrow we have a holiday here. which also has to do with my good mood today. nothing beats a day off, for free! I hope the sun will be shining... at least a little... I wanna ride my m-bike all over town... for the first time since seeing that motorcycle accident happening last saturday...will be an interesting experience, eh *chuckles*
basically planning to sleep out, make myself a really nice breakfast, hang around a little and enjoy myself.
right *pulling myself together* I should possibly get back to pretending I'm actually working. yeah, right, as if ANYONE will believe that. hahah!
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