my blue collar itches.
I just purchased myself the new modest mouse CD, Good News For People Who Love Bad News. Its so good in such a way that I want to gesticulate violently, cheering and then fall on my bed and cry. Then I want to get up and run several miles in my docs till I get to a bar way out in the sticks and there I will drink a bottle of whiskey and remain silent up until I scream out "God is an indian giver!!"**. After, I will have to run away from the surly locals all the way home where I will put on said CD and pass out.
Yeah, that CD has been the highlight of my week or two.
My job sucks and nobody cares including me.
Oh wait, there is also that Im going to see Sleater-Kinner..ahem...y at the Troc in Philadelphia on April 29th. I have never seen them before.
I also havent seen my friends in Philly in two years.
**I resent that statement. It would make more sense if it was "Whitey giver".
Yeah, that CD has been the highlight of my week or two.
My job sucks and nobody cares including me.
Oh wait, there is also that Im going to see Sleater-Kinner..ahem...y at the Troc in Philadelphia on April 29th. I have never seen them before.
I also havent seen my friends in Philly in two years.
**I resent that statement. It would make more sense if it was "Whitey giver".