Ish.
New job dance, it's a riotous prance.
New job dance, happy in the pants.
New job dance, I gots a new job.
New job dance, no more need to rob.
I have a new job that I start the 1st of December. I'm mucho excited. Granted, the hours will be strenuous and I'm gonna have the time of my life keeping up with school isn't "neato", as well and the whole lack of a social life not being "cool", but having money will be fun, and feeling like I'm bit more than Blockbuster quality is nice. Very nice. I've put in my notice, and I'm still the frickin' guy that takes hours in different stores when my manager asks. Stores in different towns no less. Oh well. I need a little buffer money between now and the new job. I made sure to put in just enough notice to still have Thanksgiving free since I won't be making the big Christmas shindig. By the way, Pinback is chock-full of good music, I like them, you should too... now.
I feel like I've wasted the last few years of my life. I've been to three different colleges in the pursuit of one I like. Only recently I've realized that's probably not going to happen. At least not in the way my mind imagines it. I like OU fine. Except for the school part. Writing papers and going to class and grades and stuff and stuff. That's just no fun. I want this school to slice away all the things I don't need/want. Just give me the knowledge I want and stop filling the finite space in my head full of useless crap. Oh, and give me a place to park my damn car while you're at it. For free.
I'm going to buy a MicroKorg synth as soon as possible. I played around with one in a local music store and I fell in love. Once I have it, I'll be able to give back the keyboard I'm using now to my parents. Also, I'm going to do my best to save for a Roland V-Drum set. They make me fuzzy on the inside.
Add a few letters together and you get a word. Add a few numbers together and you're still stuck with a number.
New job dance, happy in the pants.
New job dance, I gots a new job.
New job dance, no more need to rob.
I have a new job that I start the 1st of December. I'm mucho excited. Granted, the hours will be strenuous and I'm gonna have the time of my life keeping up with school isn't "neato", as well and the whole lack of a social life not being "cool", but having money will be fun, and feeling like I'm bit more than Blockbuster quality is nice. Very nice. I've put in my notice, and I'm still the frickin' guy that takes hours in different stores when my manager asks. Stores in different towns no less. Oh well. I need a little buffer money between now and the new job. I made sure to put in just enough notice to still have Thanksgiving free since I won't be making the big Christmas shindig. By the way, Pinback is chock-full of good music, I like them, you should too... now.
I feel like I've wasted the last few years of my life. I've been to three different colleges in the pursuit of one I like. Only recently I've realized that's probably not going to happen. At least not in the way my mind imagines it. I like OU fine. Except for the school part. Writing papers and going to class and grades and stuff and stuff. That's just no fun. I want this school to slice away all the things I don't need/want. Just give me the knowledge I want and stop filling the finite space in my head full of useless crap. Oh, and give me a place to park my damn car while you're at it. For free.
I'm going to buy a MicroKorg synth as soon as possible. I played around with one in a local music store and I fell in love. Once I have it, I'll be able to give back the keyboard I'm using now to my parents. Also, I'm going to do my best to save for a Roland V-Drum set. They make me fuzzy on the inside.
Add a few letters together and you get a word. Add a few numbers together and you're still stuck with a number.