blackberrying

cuz i happened to be very depressed lately and all i wanted is some consistency and redundancy in my life.
and that i might turn myself into jane austen or sylvia plath one day.
and that i happen to not memorize a poem by miss plath or finish a book [or even watch a film based on miss austen's writings] by miss jane.

but kever. i looked as pasty as a yema could be
and most of them work days, i stare at the pc and sigh.
and fork a slice of bob's choc'lit cake and say loudly, God I am grateful- this done very slowly and tearfully.

oh yeah, maka ba-ug najud being in piayaland.
take me away.

[from last night's shift. 2/10/2010]