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Good Night At Noon

March 6th 2008 in Uncategorized

You know what would really work?  A silent jackhammer.

These crazy Maynilad people have been at it since 10 this morning and fark it, I need my sleep!  My room may have been modified to block the offending sun but it’s not gadang soundproof and I can hear that bloody jackhammer rattling  away like a hummingbird on steroids with xplosiv speakers.

Somebody out there hates me and I say, right back at you, you flacking twac. 

Gad I am so literally going to hell for this. 

I’ve already taken a pill earlier, didn’t work, and now here’s two more. 

Cheers.

If this works too well, I may really have an everlasting night’s sleep. 

  


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