Moore Is Unsure

Whatever is confusing me is documented in horrible clarity so that you, the unsuspecting viewer can be drawn into my world of paranoia, half truths and immense stupidity.

Thursday, February 07, 2008

 

The Princess Diana School of Motorin

I was stealin photocopier paper from me job again yesterday evenin, i never feel right untill I know I'm drivin home with a boot full of a4, its a comforting feeling. Anyways I got home and took out a few sheets and stuck them into me printer (also stolen from work). I wanted to print out me cv and look for a new job, in somewhere like an architects office that would have bigger size paper like A3 and that. I have most of the paper I've stolen stacked in my bedroom, i have stacks of two reams on the floor, the walls are three reams thick and I've heaps of cushions nailed to the roof. I can go in there in the evenings and close the door (stacking up paper behind it and then spend the night with a flashlight screaming and screaming before I finally fall asleep.





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