Really frustrated today. I mean really. Blaring the new Placebo album so the whole of Union Street can hear it. Us lot just bought tickets to go see dear Brian Molko in April tho.. yay!!
*Anyway*, the fecking doctors have put me on more pills for Asthma. Ugh. I'm not even that bad. Sooo tired of medication. Grrrr. Guess I'll just have to see it out. The woman at the pharmacy said "Are you ok? You look rough if you don't mind me saying?" !!! Man. And the monkeys at the Bank Of Scotland are fecking me about as per usual.
Do you think bad service just comes as standard these days?
And I need a boy. I really do.
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