Like sometimes really, why must something thats not meant to happen, happen? Why cant the universe just chill and be like "You know what, today I'll bust a spliff instead of screwin people over". I decide to charge my poor beloved telephone and as she feeds off the juicy goodness of electricity, it dies.. I mean come on, why now when I've lined up a massive night of viewing pleasure, Curb your enthusiasm is on, I want to see Arsenal lose again, I was watchin RPM which to some apparently sounds like a porn channel and not a car program?
My poor darling mustn't decide She's gonna turn 40... The downside to my genius of hookin up Mxit with my blog is that I only have 1000 characters compared to the 5500 odd ones I had before, you see, stupid Murphy ruining my triumphant moment...
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