this morning i found myself on the threshold of one of those futures pregnant with hope, but with worrying ultrasound results.
i’m half pakistani, half british, and as such am gentically obliged to have an opinion on this PAKISTANI CRICKET MATCH FIXING FIASCO, again. / if anybody as talented as these two bowlers (they are seriously, seriously good) needs to risk everything (wealth and godlike status in an impoverished futureless nation of disaster-victims) to do something as idiotic as what is being suggested (giv…
the boss bought me breakfast- but i was still drunk / from the night before, drinking with some random bore. / totally forgot what i was meant to say, / (and very much to my to my lament) / ended up asking for 60%.
this morning i tried to quit my job- / they will not let me go. / i wrote a spanking letter, yeah- / the boss read it and said ‘no’. / i told her she’s a total div / said i’d lost the will to live / given all i’ve got to give. / tomorrow- she’ll buy me breakfast.