Ok, my dick is surrounded by stitches. Every time I take a shit I have to unwrap it from the bandage dressing. I slept something like a few intervals of a 20-minute-slumber, interrupted by itches, pain, boners in the whole night. As I arrived at work this morning, my bosses sent me a message saying they’re not coming before noon.
Now, the very few I can do to express my rage is to take a shit here, in the no-windowed-loo. Fine. I already finished though…
Something deep inside me says to grab these huge turds and use ‘em like chalks to write onto the studio’s white-freshly-painted walls, ‘PEOPLE=SHIT’ as many times as the length of my crap could bear before destroying. And once it happens I shall throw it vigorously onto the windows with so much strength to break them.
Right. Nice fantasy. That is why I use this blog instead.