I hate Ham.

Best outcome of today - Foodworks Deli boy and my mother laughing at me because I wasn't sure if I was buying ham or some other kind of lunch meat.
Not my fault, it all looks the same - pink, shredded, weird looking and slumpy.
I hate that Deli boy for laughing at me, I will get revenge on you Cody Green!

Anyway, my blog seems less interesting these days but I really, really regret deleting my old one, oh how I miss you. Why the fuck can't it regenerate itself like my liver or like Formspring? p.s I hate you Formspring.
I hate doing everything over and over again, it's really overrated like the whole 'practice makes perfect' concept. I mean, I'm not the biggest fan of writing a draft essay and then rewriting it when the only outcome was changing a few spelling mistakes and punching in a couple of words I found by using that right click simile thing. And face it, by the next day, I've forgetting key points and never even consider the information again, I just use Google.
I think this is one of those times, when I don't want to do it but have to and then I forget what I wrote after 15 minutes.
Okay, I admit it, I'm a lazy, lazy, LAZY person and if I could just drink cup after cup of peppermint tea I would and occasionally light the odd ciggie with a good book, my life would be set.
Unfortunately, my life is a big mess of paper, computers, cold tea, packets of ciggies and a whole lot of money I don't have.