"...we still got our health, my paycheck in the mail"

[severedbytruth]

Sometimes you have those nights... you know? The pieces are fitting together so well and all you have to do is drink your drink, keep on smiling (and mean it), while fate lingers. Yet somewhere in the mixing pot of life an ingredient is added or neglected, so when you sample the stew, well, you just wanna spit it back out; I'm having that kind of evening.

I'm still happy, but my eyes are a little red.

-Sean

P.S. I've been finding out that people I rarely socialize with have this INCREDIBLE urge to discuss me in a poor light amongst others. Just quit it.