story of my life
ahhh. feel a little better. talked to rich, turns out he pretty much knew that i would need more time away from work and we agreed on about 20 hours.
and then i saw my ladies for a few last night, and i'll hopefully get to go out for a bit tonight soooo that's good too.
that's the ugly person i never wanted to become. i don't want to be that asshole that's always like 'work work work.' like 'hey jack what's up?' 'ohhhh work work work work work.' those people are so dull and they just bring you down, but no, now that's me. booooo! boo me. psh.
you know i meant ugly as in on the inside, but that's another thing... i have no time to get dressed up anymore. i wanna look pretty, i wanna take time to do fun things with my hair and my make-up, and make nice outfits. that was art to me, a release if you will. especially since it's a possible career option. but no, now i look like the tired old hag i am.
oh yeah, and what ever happened to project look pretty feel pretty? we need to put that back in effect, STAT. yes. let's get swanky people.
so you know what would be a toooootally awesome show?!? different subject, but anyways.... the vonbondies playing with the yeah yeah yeahs cuz well... we all know just how much i <3 yyy, and the von bondies cd is pleasing and they're growing on me more and more.
and then, ready???... the shods should get together and play a show with social distortion. PHOA YA FUCKA! oh jeez, i'm getting carried away...
mmm, so many bands i wanna see, so little time. so many cds i need to! looks like a shopping trip is in order.... bwahahahaaaaa!
high school seemed like such a blurrrr. i didn't have much interest in sports or school elections. and in class i dreeamed alll dayy. of a rock n roll weekennnd.
good times come and goood tiimes goo. i only wish the good tiimes would last a liittle loooonger. i think about the good times we had. and why they had to ennnd.
so i sit at the edge of my bed. i strum my guitaar and i siing an outlaw loove song. wonderin bout what you're doin now. and when you're comin ba-ack.
liiiiiife goes byyy sooo fast.
you only want to do what you think is right.
clooooooose your eyes and it's pa-ast.
story of my li-i-iiii-i-ife.
laaaaaa la-laaa-la-l-laa.
story of my li-iiiiife.
here's happiness... namaste:
