/lit/ - Literature

>>17017042
For fucks sakes, I hate having to wake up for work so early. Not only that, to get there I have to ride a barely held together bicycle that my grandad bought second hand over 30 years ago. And there's an over 40% chance it'll be raining when I leave the house. At least I've only got like a week and half left of this, then I'm back on the unemployment battalion, unless of course a Christmas miracle happens and some office cunt who eats £3 meal deals for breakfast, lunch and dinner takes pity on me and offers me an extension of some sort so I can keep pushing yorks from one end of a warehouse to the other all day long for a little while longer still. Bought a load of books today though as a little treat which was nice. Right, anyways, I'm off to bed lads. Sleep tight my lovelies.