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Monday 2003-11-10 - 9:24 p.m. - +
clix? Another exciting Monday. Tiredness, headache, sore. I called in sick. I could barely get out of bed. In fact right now the only thing I'm thinking of is getting back into bed. But before I do that let's have the results of yesterday's tribal council. The only one who didn't get voted off was the guy with the sixpack. I mean, the result of the poll. Why have I been so tired? Here we go: Sugar withdrawl (sic) symptoms (3) 23% Aha. 38% of you think I'm tired because I'm partying with supermodels. Could you let the supermodels know? Because I think someone forgot to tell them. But that was the most popular choice, god bless you all. Sugar withdrawll coming in second. That would be my guess, perhaps combined with some sickness. Flu or malaria or something. Tied with sugar on second place are the jedi kitties. The jedis work in mysterious ways. And so do the machines. I was trying to make it sound Matrixy but since I have only seen Matrix number 1 (a year ago or something) I might have failed. And one of you think that the whole tired thing is just an excuse for posting poor entries. Damn you! I don't need any excuses. But apart from that I am now tired and I will appease my brain and go to bed. I have slept lots today and I plan on continuing the trend. And if it doesn't get better soon I'll probably have to go to the doctor. And I'll get a doctor's note to prove that I'm not making it up as an excuse for bad updates. Maybe that'll make you happy. Hmmm? np: nothing ... ...je m'apologise back and forth clix
try to understand the ones I love and their demands so unfair when they can't see that I'm the boy who really needs your love i suppose I just want peace diaryland to be free at last |
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