Four more.
Wednesday, Thursday, Friday and Saturday.
Then I'm Trouble out of work.
I don't know how I feel about that.
Then I'm Trouble out of work.
I don't know how I feel about that.
posted by Polysemous at 7:20 PM
Monday, January 22, 2007
About Me
- Name: Polysemous
Sometimes a neighbour's look, a post-card, a telephone call] will carry you up the shore of another life] and leave you gaping amazed at sudden jungle] a world away from the dolorous desk.] Castaway by Margaret Scott
Previous Posts
- Unfuckingbelievable.
- Last days chez bureau.
- Cherry on top.
- Lots of them.
- Further to looming maws.
- Maws, as I was saying, maws.
- Unemployment rushing towards me with a gaping maw.
- Weary.
- Working on it.
- And the black tiara.
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