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I musta smoked something funky after work or something, but on the way home I started looking at everything like I was in a horror movie. It started spookin' me out, going through the dark game room/garage, back lit and full of shadows, and then into the completely dark house, cabinets all open for some freaky unexplained reason (Christian, ahem). So then I got paranoid and turned on some lights, made a bowl of Apple Jacks, and here we are. Wow.
I've never seen so many soccer parents in one room in my life, and most of them surrounded my bar this evening. At least it wasn't the 14 year old boys and girls the servers had to deal with out on the floor. I made little money, however, because they're all cheap ass soccer parents. Bastards!
I feel like I ate a tranquilizer or something. I think I'm just really sleepy, and I probably shouldn't be here right now. But for some reason I am, and that makes me feel like I should have something witty to say. Even in half-sleep. Instead, I part with song lyrics.
I won't stand in your way
Let your hatred grow
And she'll scream
And she'll shout
And she'll pray
And she had a name
Yeah, she had a name
And I won't hold you back
Let your anger rise
And we'll fly
And we'll fall
And we'll burn
And no-one will recall
No-one will recall
This is the last time I'll abandon you
And this is the last time I'll forget you
I wish I could
Look to the stars
Let hope burn in your eyes
And we'll love
And we'll hope
And we'll die
All to no avail
All to no avail
This is the last time I'll abandon you
And this is the last time I'll forget you
I wish I could
Muse - Stockholm Syndrome
I've never seen so many soccer parents in one room in my life, and most of them surrounded my bar this evening. At least it wasn't the 14 year old boys and girls the servers had to deal with out on the floor. I made little money, however, because they're all cheap ass soccer parents. Bastards!
I feel like I ate a tranquilizer or something. I think I'm just really sleepy, and I probably shouldn't be here right now. But for some reason I am, and that makes me feel like I should have something witty to say. Even in half-sleep. Instead, I part with song lyrics.
I won't stand in your way
Let your hatred grow
And she'll scream
And she'll shout
And she'll pray
And she had a name
Yeah, she had a name
And I won't hold you back
Let your anger rise
And we'll fly
And we'll fall
And we'll burn
And no-one will recall
No-one will recall
This is the last time I'll abandon you
And this is the last time I'll forget you
I wish I could
Look to the stars
Let hope burn in your eyes
And we'll love
And we'll hope
And we'll die
All to no avail
All to no avail
This is the last time I'll abandon you
And this is the last time I'll forget you
I wish I could
Muse - Stockholm Syndrome