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Man my backside hurts so baaaadddddd. I need someone with strong hands to come over here and massage it for me. All this crazy exercise is making it impossible to walk without hating your own fitness regime. Anyone capable willing to tender my loin?
IT'S OK, YOU CAN PULL YOUR PANTS UP NOW! I've put my rage to better use. I ran a (shitty) 2 and a bit miles in the dark (with a hi-vis on. Come on. I've been hit by a car once already) and saw some teenagers fucking in a car in a car-park. I believe that's a first in my life, so that greatly entertained me. I.e. this day is officially good again! On a side note- I wish a person didn't plant the seed of an idea in my head- an idea which I know is almost never going to be realized. It makes me pretty damn sad, because I desperately want it to happen.
But below is what made me mad in the first place. Laugh at my really REALLY shit luck 888DDD :iconbelowplz:
My iron was on the wrong setting and burned through the whole back panel of a top I'm making. The fabric of the sleeve came apart at the stitch to the extent where it was irreparable. Three consecutive stitches were WRONG and had to be taken apart and done again on a SECOND sleeve. Not more than half an hour after all of that shit I accidentally stepped on my favourite fucking sunglasses and broke them, again, irreparably. All in this in the space of about an hour? The whole day has been SO fucked up that I am too scared to go for a run in case I get hit by a car AGAIN. I am staying home. Fuck this noise. Hold that thought- I better turn off all my electric appliances in case I set the fucking house on fire.
I come from the badlands of the wild wild East(ern Europe) but currently reside in the modest, stiff-upper-lipped, rioting, looting country of crumpets and tea. I like hip-hop, rock, and everything in between. I also like grilled steak and pink lady apples. I don't like uptightness and snobbery. I can't stand people with no sense of humour. I also can't stand hipsters because they're like, so mainstream. That, you just can't break my stride.
Favorite moviesKill Bill, Pulp Fiction, Fight Club, Hot Fuzz, Tombstone, Inception, Lock Stock & Two Smoking Barrels, Snatch. Actually.... Just Snatch.Favorite TV showsThe Wire, The Corner, Generation Kill, LutherFavorite bands / musical artistsDead Prez, Public Enemy, Jay Z, The Dead Weather, Mt Eden, Florence & The Machine, Mos Def, etcFavorite booksA Day in the Life of Ivan Denisovich, Dante's Inferno, Violence (Slavoj Zizek), Sniper One. etcFavorite writersTolstoy. Dostoyevski. London. Bradbury.Favorite gamesDo I look like a gamer to you? huh, Huh, HUH?!Favorite gaming platformPC/xboxTools of the TradeHands, brain, anything that comes between the two.Other Interestseating, sleeping, music, art, graffiti, gritty stories
Uuuh, I would quite like a premium membership D:. So if you HAVE points and you're on this page it'll be awesomecool if you could donate one : ). Thank you! Edit: yeah I need more points now. Abrwahgfjfgh :<.