She is a bad, bad influence on me. I spent all morning drinking tea and coffee and actually
working on the novel idea and a tad on the Phylloxera poison. Then Martinar rocks up after dinner and begs me to return a video with her--- 'it will take 20 minutes' she tells me. As we're walking home she goes 'I'll shout you a beer for your trouble' I say no and she says 'it will take 10 minutes'. 3 hours and several drinks later she leaves my house. Good fucking God. Jesus in NOT magic.
Drink Count: 6
Worst Album Cover #10:

Oh my god... to own shorts and hair like this. Ricky Martin was never more pretentious, and neither was the sum total of
Menudo (the first boy band to ever own a private jet-- stick that in your trivia pipe and smoke it, Alex Trebek!)
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