technically, i could've left work like two hours ago, but i thought i was meeting my mates at this place next to work. um. apparently not. i realized 30 minutes ago that no one had a fucking clue about anything so i left... and only then did i turn on my cell phone. 4 messages later, i'm back at work.
that's fucked up.
there's a BMW outside the entrance downstairs that was purchased at
Alexander Automotive. i thought i exorcised some of my bloody car problems with man vs. machine, but no. because further down was that goddamn ferrari modena again - in silver.
one day i'm just going to jump on the hood and wait for security to remove me.
anyhoo. check out my new icon (
yaycyb made it). damn, that man looks *good* in black. blind people can see that.
oh, god, i can
feel myself getting older.