And crabbit. Its so hard trying to sleep in the daytime. Other people have lives n that, but do they have to be so fucking noisy about it.
And I hate the weans that are playing outside in the binsheds. It irks me irrationally (this could be the tiredness and stress talking), and theres a PARK, with swings and everything doen the road.
Aside from the fact it makes me feel like I'm living in some Third World country, where theres a complete lack of any sort of sanitation (the bin gremlins not the park), the wee buggers scream. A boy kicks a ball the girls scream. Oh look theres a bee, the girls scream. One girl screams, another one does just for shits and giggles.
I long for tranquiliser darts. "SCREEEEEEEAM" *Thwack* Sleep.
They should be part of your uniform allowance "Heres 5 tunics, 5 trousers,oh and your nighshift allowance of tranquiliser darts"
I will, in absentia, accept gags for them. And valium for me.
Tuesday, 11 May 2010
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