I'm starting to get bored of this life thing, no really it's a fucking pain to have the universe be such a cunt to you constantly.

This morning I got a text from LastDirect, I was going to deposit more than enough cash in my account today to cover my less than a tenner overdraft excess only to find that they've not only reversed the direct debit but that they had then charged me £40 for it. Whatever, now I needn't go as I'm now within my limit (albiet £40 poorer) and quite frankly I'm not going to waste the petrol to get there.

I haven't been arsed to contact three yet, but I probably should and dispute my 1p late payment with Bangladesh Maria. But understand why I can't be bothered.

Sir you pay!
No, I will be paying but why didn't you contact me for two months?
YOU PAY, CREDIT CARD, SWITCH, CASH.
But why..
YOU PAY OR I HANG UP.
I have so much faith in call centres.
I'm also starting to think I'm a bit of a lunatic, or at least that I'm on the border of losing my sanity (or what may be left of it), but I could be right in some of my ways of thinking, but then again I may not. I shall find out one day and if I'm wrong I'll write emo poems and cut myself.
This cold is also a cock, I've sucessfully hit the target of releasing my entire body weight (and thats a lot as I'm a fat fucker) in nose juices. Yum.
It also appears that soon I will be getting a real job here, with real money rather than contemplating buying a skirt from the Oxfam shop and going on the game to subsidise myself (I was thinking a successful French Hooker called Fifi, but I'd need to be able to say "oh oui, oh oui, I like zit when you give me ze monies" in a relitively not so shit French accent).


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Posted by Kevin Costelloe to Cock Hungry Teen Sluts at 9/28/2004 11:27:22 AM

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