Something is horribly wrong with the way things are arranged around here. I was designed to rise at the civilised hour of ten ay em. (Eleven, sometimes.) It is the way things are Meant To Be, and this has been perfectly obvious to me since I was a small child. If I was meant to get up at sparrowfart I WOULD HAVE BEEN BORN A SODDING SPARROW, ALL RIGHT?
AND WHAT DO YOU MEAN I HAVE TO DO IT AGAIN TOMORROW?
Tuesday, January 11, 2005
To the person in charge
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