"Yes, I am having a good day. Oh and I WILL be watching the crows tonight"
"Good for you dude..."
I can hear the someone over the back fence with the radio of the football going. It sounds like some guy is commentating a child birth...
I so don't get it, I just don't. I mean I'm not the girliest girl in the world, but I can't get into the footy. I don't want to even try. It's constancy in the news pisses me off. Guys hugging, grabbing each others asses, basically... I mean what the heck.
I don't know. I'm going to stick to soccer, or better yet, my lovely Facebook. No time for football.
Damn I wish Facebook was an undownloadable program, because I seem to spend all my time on it, but I never end up anywhere, I mean what have I accomplished at the end of a wasted night...
...Nothing.
Anyway, I'm going to go for a run, before it gets too much darker.
Peace out,
from Bayley.
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