Jammin to a band of one
My lady love has left me... well, for a few days at least. She's in Belize for 4 days, and will be back on Wednesday. It's funny, I'd periodically sit here and think to myself, there are SOOOOO many things I really want to do, but in the interest of being considerate, I dull those emotions, those urges, cause I need to spend more time at home. Now that my joy has gone away, it really feels like that. Satisfying any of these desires has lost all savor without my girl to come back to and gush about all the foolishness I got into. Isn't that sad? I need to get out of this house. I realize it's almost 11pm, but maybe I'll go mow the lawn with a flashlight or something.
It doesn't help that ITunes is playing all the most depressing shit in my collection. Why is that out of 7716 songs, only the drollest and most drab crap is coming out of the speakers? I need to find some club music to blast while I sit here smoke a cigar, and work on physics and programming.
peace,
IC
It doesn't help that ITunes is playing all the most depressing shit in my collection. Why is that out of 7716 songs, only the drollest and most drab crap is coming out of the speakers? I need to find some club music to blast while I sit here smoke a cigar, and work on physics and programming.
peace,
IC