Tuesday, May 11, 2010


So here I am, work done and waiting for the clock to strike 5. But why is it that when you are waiting for the good stuff, like an episode of LOST or a weekend away, time drags it's heavy ass? But when bad things like a dentist appointment or the morning alarm are supposed to happen, time runs like a baby daddy?

I'm not impressed.

And especially today when Winter matches Loyiso's voice in irritation. I could have been at home doing something constructive like masturbating or eating cheese...or trying to do the two together. But no. Father Time has to be gay and take things slow.

I'm so not impressed.