Zachiechan

Tim looked at his watch and groaned. Two a.m. and he was still playing on the xbox, absent mindedly reaching for crisps and reaching the end of his... seventh? eighth beer? Another day had passed and he had done nothing whatsoever to look for a job, go to the gym, tidy the flat or do the laundry. At least he'd showered that morning, which made that particular Tuesday slightly more productive than the Monday and Sunday which preceded it. This was getting out of hand he thought to himself. It was nearly two months now since he had lost his job and he was feeling extremely guilty and embarrassed with himself for doing precisely *** all about sor

Tim looked at his watch and groaned. Two a.m. and he was still playing on the xbox, absent mindedly reaching for crisps and reaching the end of his... seventh? eighth beer? Another day had passed and he had done nothing whatsoever to look for a job, go to the gym, tidy the flat or do the laundry. At least he'd showered that morning, which made that particular Tuesday slightly more productive than the Monday and Sunday which preceded it. This was getting out of hand he thought to himself. It was nearly two months now since he had lost his job and he was feeling extremely guilty and embarrassed with himself for doing precisely *** all about sor