Fuck this, I want my 9-5 back!

Jizaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaas take the wheel! I'm so tired, my goodness!From late-night meetings to trips to the North West to working with fucking juniors, to mine-dust in my ass crack! I'm so drained! Fuck, fuck, fuck!

My God!

All I want is to win the Lotto and chill the fuck out. Is that too much?

Me, being me, I took a brief for two jobs this morning. Deadline: "First thing tomorrow morning". Why? That's 'coz I work for assholes. That, and the fact that I'm straight up and down like 6 o' clock stupid. Call me dunceman.