"What can you be fucked doing?"

Well here's a list of five things I CAN BE FUCKED DOING (and no, MT is not on the list).

For one, BLOGGING. I can be fucked blogging because it's the only place where people won't think I'm TOO crazy (at least I can hope for that).

Two, sleeping. I love sleeping. Although most of the time I just sit there and wait for the time to pass, I find nothing against sleeping that isn't good. Apparently sleeping will; "make you whiter". Also it does make my eyes slightly bigger.

Three, eating. Fuck, how can I not eat? That's an obvious one that I'm not even going to bother comment about. Actually.. I might as well. HOW AWESOME ARE MCCHICKEN BURGERS? THEY ARE SO TASTY AND SHIT AND GOTTA EAT ALL THAT LETTUCE THAT FALLS OUT AFTER YOU TAKE IT FROM THE BOX. HOLY SHIT, THAT IS SOME GOOD CHICKEN NO MATTER HOW PROCESSED IT LOOKS.

Four (fuck I'm running out of things to say), swearing. I cannot stop swearing sometimes. When all that anger builds up, you just gotta release it. Either I swear heaps or I kill someone. Even though I'd rather do the killing option, jail is not a fucking option. Fuck fuckity fuck shit cunt-licker pussy-muncher shit-wrenching fuckable French cheese-eating surrender monkeys. Oh yeah.

Fifth (and finally), CBF-ing. The true art of CBF is hard to master but once you got it, it's a breeze. You gotta keep it cool and shit otherwise you'll lose track and literally even CBF-ing to breathe. Push it to the limit and you could die. Can't take it too hard.

Now it is time to go to sleep or I won't be able to wake up for that motherfucking 7AM bus. Fuck you Nathan Rees.