warm gooey salvation
work kinda sacks lately. sucks in the way that produces big fat paychecks, but sucks nonetheless. its nice to know that i can always come home to my house, sit on my nice cimfy furniture, and the most beautiful, important people in my life start pouring through the door like "water pouring out of a boot."
im just happy to be home and not have to work tomorrow, so i'll just leave it at that.
the boot reference if one of my late grandfather's nuggets of wisdom. i've been kinda reflective about him recently.
by the way, i get a lot of comments about spelling errors, and i could give a flying fuck.
im just happy to be home and not have to work tomorrow, so i'll just leave it at that.
the boot reference if one of my late grandfather's nuggets of wisdom. i've been kinda reflective about him recently.
by the way, i get a lot of comments about spelling errors, and i could give a flying fuck.