Sunday, August 5, 2007
God.
Sleepy.
Groggy.
Slept 4 hours.
Bet you slept less.
And talking to Guards people.
Ha.
Them and their insanity.
Still 26 hours to book out.
How gruelling.
Nevermind.
Offs.
Prolly not though, seeing how it's gonna get interrupted.
Still 15 hours of stoning.
Eew.
Oh, my friend brought sausages for some weird reason, but there weren't any buns.
Crap.
I'm smart, now I can use this notebook to update my blog everyday.
Ha.
Argh.
God.
Gastric pain.
Need.
Food.
Dying.
Dead.
Okay, since I'm dead, I'm stopping here for now.
Catch you later.
I'd love to think I'm carefree.
9:15 AM; `dead.Y