Well I didn't start the fire
its always been burning
since the worlds been turning
I didn't light it
But I tried to fight it
....Bet it was gordon with the gas again
tuesday-GOOD. hung out with very good friends for a while. we laughed, we cried and of course we drank. I learned of news that depressed the hell outta me though. and my bladder nearly exploded.
Wednesday was good too. me and dirty joe hung out at mine and made our way through a bottle of captain morgans. I whooped him at videogames and we watched movies and talked of simpler times, when all you had to worry about was the embarrasment of being verbally abused by young children and sexually abused by old men. i suspect once i get to a certain age the situtation will reverse itself, cause everyone knows 14 year olds are whores, made to feel the way that every child shouldn't. Happy birthday, happy birthday.
I've been in an odd frame of mind as of late...maybe the government put something in the water. More likely its been brought on by my (breakfast of captains morgans?) habit of putting on music and listening and staring into space. causes the mind to wander some. Thats really the only time you fully appreciate the whole song, music lyrics and all. Unless its shitty dance drum and bass shit. It's BANISHED from the land. what I absolutley would recomomend to anyone... perhaps say a young indian lady that has taken to reading this sorry excuse for a blog and dreams one day of opening up a bakery/comic shop in poland with me...is some kate walsh. listening to your song never fails to make bob shed just the one manly tear that at the last second i manage to blink back so i don't have to feel its mocking caress across my cheek.
plans for today are working and eating. And we all fall down, theres not enough hours in our days
Sometimes I wish I had the nickname "the Iron liver"
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Haha, thanks man.
I'll remember that.
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