At the end of the day I have a choice… I can wallow in my own self pity or I can do something fucking about it.
I choose to do something fucking about it.
But first… I need another beer.
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At the end of the day I have a choice… I can wallow in my own self pity or I can do something fucking about it.
I choose to do something fucking about it.
But first… I need another beer.
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Oh, this sounds familiar. Except that in one out of five days I replace “beer” with “bottle of wine”. Both provide just the perfect amount of relaxation for getting things done.
Cheers to doing something fucking about it.