imperfections showing through despite the attempts of masking them.
and,
being chained down to trying and trying and trying.
trying so hard.
all the time.
anyway.
went down to harry's bar again. had fun, as usual.
bitching, cigarettes and drinks. few of the many vices that do you a whole lot of good.
you know how they say you learn a new thing everyday? i couldnt agree more.
and i know this is terribly cliched but;
hell hath no fury like that of a woman scorned.
it ought do all males good to know that.
