16:38 | 23.07.05
My 8ft Wide Table. It's filled with pilling shit & its growing wider by the minute!
Its as if to tell me no matter how much I think I'm disorganised, I got no excuse this time. I simply have got to get on with it without much complaining. I gotta quit moaning. The work has got to carry on, & I've no more reasons to give, neither excuses to get away with.
Somebody wish me luck.
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