I hate the tube. I hate Britain. I hate Stansted. I hate the way my cousin is such a bad driver that he's totalled every car he's ever owned , including 2 that weren't his and 2 coming back from the respective dealerships. I hate cigarette prices in Britain. I hate the way my ultra conservative uncle believes that Ian Tomlinson was resisting arrest and somehow deserved to die. I have diarrhea, I keep thinking I can hear sirens in my brain, I'm in severe need of sleep. I think my ligaments in my left foot hurt.
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