This is a sad story, of a "groupie" whos lost her touch
Timeline:
-Last Week my boss tells me i have mon-thurs off
-i plan to chill in OB today (wenesday) at the beach or whatever. most likely end up at rite aid to buy something, jones soda, candy...whatever.
-i get a call at 1030 this morning telling me "did you know you have to be at work at 1130?"
-i bitch and moan- thinking that i should just not go in, since i wasnt informed of the schedule change.
-i decide to go into work anyway, and i ride elyses bike 2 miles into work.
-i get off work and find out that the ONE and ONLY fucking BONO was in the OCEAN BEACH RITE AID today...
what the hell? when did i get kicked off the karma train? fuck subway man.
sooner or later, bono will be mine. that is until i find the edge...yummmm
-Last Week my boss tells me i have mon-thurs off
-i plan to chill in OB today (wenesday) at the beach or whatever. most likely end up at rite aid to buy something, jones soda, candy...whatever.
-i get a call at 1030 this morning telling me "did you know you have to be at work at 1130?"
-i bitch and moan- thinking that i should just not go in, since i wasnt informed of the schedule change.
-i decide to go into work anyway, and i ride elyses bike 2 miles into work.
-i get off work and find out that the ONE and ONLY fucking BONO was in the OCEAN BEACH RITE AID today...
what the hell? when did i get kicked off the karma train? fuck subway man.
sooner or later, bono will be mine. that is until i find the edge...yummmm