The best thing February could do is end.
Ok. It's been a bad month. I've been to the graveyard more times this month than in all of last year.
Too many friends and relations passed away. All natural deaths, and all but one had enjoyed living to old age. R.I.P
March just can't come quick enough, I was really pissed this morning when I realised that this is a leap year, and that I'm still stuck in February.
To anyone that doesn't like me here.
I hope you need to pee 3 times tonight, but that you only wake up twice.