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Vacation's cancelled! Due to my father's conflicts with his business, we can't go anywhere. Which is odd, considering my father doesn't even work right now. Well, I suppose listening to Jim Cramer yell at the camera and push buttons that make kooky sound effects could be some sort of job. But yeah, I'm really disappointed, because I really wanted to get out of this state and go somewhere where I actually feel unique and not so generically cookie-cutter.
In other words, I want out of state girls.
Oh, and plus, I'm not going to Vegas. Yeah, I was there last week, but that was more a guys' night out deal. Was really hoping I could meet up with a couple friends this time around.
*sigh*
You know how, when you get something you've always wanted, you try to keep it pristine and undamaged as long as possible; to keep that wonderful luster on it as long as you possibly can, even if it means shining it up every single day? You worry about how well it'll perform, but, even moreso, how good it'll look? You maybe even buy additional things you'd otherwise never waste money on, just to keep it awesome? And then, eventually, you just stop caring about the looks and performance altogether; you don't care if there's a huuuuuuuge scratch on the face of it, or if you drop it and put a dent in it that looks like Gorbachev's weird mole thing? That, as long as it does what it does, nothing more, nothing less, you couldn't care less if everything else about it was crap?
Yeah, that's pretty much how my life is right now. Nothing peripheral happening. It just is. And I couldn't care less about it.
there will always be a headless neck
there will always be happiness
there will always be a handless wrist to crush
there will always be a hopeful heart to disrespect
In other words, I want out of state girls.
Oh, and plus, I'm not going to Vegas. Yeah, I was there last week, but that was more a guys' night out deal. Was really hoping I could meet up with a couple friends this time around.
*sigh*
You know how, when you get something you've always wanted, you try to keep it pristine and undamaged as long as possible; to keep that wonderful luster on it as long as you possibly can, even if it means shining it up every single day? You worry about how well it'll perform, but, even moreso, how good it'll look? You maybe even buy additional things you'd otherwise never waste money on, just to keep it awesome? And then, eventually, you just stop caring about the looks and performance altogether; you don't care if there's a huuuuuuuge scratch on the face of it, or if you drop it and put a dent in it that looks like Gorbachev's weird mole thing? That, as long as it does what it does, nothing more, nothing less, you couldn't care less if everything else about it was crap?
Yeah, that's pretty much how my life is right now. Nothing peripheral happening. It just is. And I couldn't care less about it.
there will always be a headless neck
there will always be happiness
there will always be a handless wrist to crush
there will always be a hopeful heart to disrespect