Hate
Well, well, well. Not much is happening. Wellity, well. What can you do? I'm at the Grind this morning. I just moved a table out of the way so I can type, and my hand touched a bunch of gum. I hate it when this happens. But I don't really hate it. It's just kinda gross. I save hate for things that really deserve hatred.
I think I remember being taught that in elementary school. "You shouldn't say you hate people; because what you really hate is their actions." I don't think I hate anybody. I don't even know if I hate anybody's actions right now. I don't know. Lots of things hurt; but hate is a strong word. There is an overwhelming, increasing amount of things I don't understand; but I'd hate to hate them prematurely, because you never know what things are for the best. Some things aren't though.
Nate played a show at C&D's last night and he let me get up and play a few songs. I played "Just Like a Woman" for the first time on stage. That's a good song.
Nobody feels any pain.
Tonight as I stand inside the rain.
Well, John Trollmann is here now, so I better stop singing. See you later.
I think I remember being taught that in elementary school. "You shouldn't say you hate people; because what you really hate is their actions." I don't think I hate anybody. I don't even know if I hate anybody's actions right now. I don't know. Lots of things hurt; but hate is a strong word. There is an overwhelming, increasing amount of things I don't understand; but I'd hate to hate them prematurely, because you never know what things are for the best. Some things aren't though.
Nate played a show at C&D's last night and he let me get up and play a few songs. I played "Just Like a Woman" for the first time on stage. That's a good song.
Nobody feels any pain.
Tonight as I stand inside the rain.
Well, John Trollmann is here now, so I better stop singing. See you later.