The new guy is sniffing around, he comes in, and leaves a slice of cake on cathy's desk. a slice. of. fucking. cake. why doiesn't he leave a bottle of rohypnol and a box of johnnies? the freak. the next day he legs out of here with a bunch of flowers and his knob in his hand. while he was gone i had a quick pedal in the jacks, and came back in to the office with a palmful of my finest spunk. i dabbed it on the mouthpiece of his phone. and all over his desk. cunt.

So anyway, the next day while he's off talking to the boss, or giving him a blowjob or what ever, i have to move in on C. So, she's coming over to my place for dinner. i get her game, she's definitly playing us off one another, but i won't lose. i don't lose.

Looks like i'm playing bass in this band. Gert says i have to lose weight.

Messga from Bendon on teh phone, got the dvd of the girls auditions. i'll see if it's usable.