but it's not your average mix-tape. I compiled it from the perspective of a person who broke up with someone they've been going out with for a good amount of time, and then things just went to shit. So, if you have some of these songs, listen to them in this order and tell me what you think. If you want me to send you some of the songs you don't have let me know.
My eyes are blurry with drunken tears for no reason. I miss you when you're right here for no reason. I feel as though I may die for no reason. I need you, and I don't know why, but there's a reason.
I slept all day today. I feel like a fucking loser. ComedySportz admittedly screwed me on my paycheck. I really need money and another job. Anybody have any leads?
I must've bench-pressed three people last night. It was tough and rewarding in a manly sort of way. Then I chugged more beers than I can count. All-in-all I'd say it was a good potluck.
I feel like something really awesome is about to happen.
"The wizard and the demon had a Battle Royale. The demon almost killed him with an evil ka-pow. But then he broke his tooth and thus the demon said 'Ow.'"
So this morning was fairly standard. Nic called me when he got to campus and we had a cigarette. While we were standing in front of The Village we were acosted by a 65 year old gay man in a snazzy business suit. He asked me the regular questions about my kilt. Then he asked me if I was wearing underwear. I told him that I was and then, like a mischevious southern belle, he told me that he doesn't wear any when he wears his kilt. He told us that he likes it when people come up behind him and lift it up really fast because, "if they want to see my 65 year old ass they're more than welcome."
With Nic off to class I went to the ATM and withdrew some money to get some eats at The Village. I got some coffee and a breakfast burrito with hashbrowns (hash browns, hash-browns?). The girl who I assume was the owners daughter played what had to have been every country song on the juke box. It took my entire meal, five cigarettes and eight cups of coffee to get to my songs. By the time Bone Machine was over I paid my check and went back to the ATM.
I made my way over to Lowes after withdrawing some more money. After searching through all the tools I found what I was looking for down the hardware isle. I purchased my professional hammer tacker (hammer styled stapler) and some stapes and I was out like Rumsfeld; which brings me to my next point and the reason for the title of this entry.
I'd like to send a big Rats Off to the Democrats for swinging the House (and hopefully the Senate) and a big good riddance to Ol' Rummy. I found out about Donnie's bow out while watching the latest episode of Rocketboom.
Now I'm off to advertise for The Pushers. I wonder what other nuggets of awesome the day may bring.
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