Cruised and Accused of Cruising
My new job is fucking awesome. Workin' 4:00 to 11:00 tonight. I get to sit back and listen to calls all night. I check the project rates every two hours. I fill out monitoring reports and tell people how good or bad they are at their jobs. I get free coffee. I take as many breaks as I want. At it's very worst, my job gets a bit dull.
I seem to have a MySpace account again. Don't know how that shit happened. But go ahead and add me if I like you.
You know what sucks? When you start a band and you're really excited about it, only to come to the realization that you're the only person in the band who seems to care about it, and the only one who tries to set up practices or shows. That shit cuts me, man. Cuts me deep. Comprendé?
I seem to have a MySpace account again. Don't know how that shit happened. But go ahead and add me if I like you.
You know what sucks? When you start a band and you're really excited about it, only to come to the realization that you're the only person in the band who seems to care about it, and the only one who tries to set up practices or shows. That shit cuts me, man. Cuts me deep. Comprendé?