...and just like they say, nothing good ever lasts. Holy crap, the weather in Sog is out-of-control nice, gonna be 18 by week's end. I've been driving around in shorts. I enjoy driving back from the beach in boardies in the summer. Reminds me of 'Freefallin' by Tom Petty, with a single consonant change. Didn't end up playing open mic, gonna kill the next one. The Christmas tree is still shining bright, and I'm finding hard to find a decent lamp in this town. No dust from China yet, we'll see how that works out this year. This winter has been way milder than last. Sometimes I pound on tables, and it startles people. I feel like screaming from the rooftop, but for no reason.
Monday, 22 February 2010
The Sun's settin' fast...
...and just like they say, nothing good ever lasts. Holy crap, the weather in Sog is out-of-control nice, gonna be 18 by week's end. I've been driving around in shorts. I enjoy driving back from the beach in boardies in the summer. Reminds me of 'Freefallin' by Tom Petty, with a single consonant change. Didn't end up playing open mic, gonna kill the next one. The Christmas tree is still shining bright, and I'm finding hard to find a decent lamp in this town. No dust from China yet, we'll see how that works out this year. This winter has been way milder than last. Sometimes I pound on tables, and it startles people. I feel like screaming from the rooftop, but for no reason.
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Has there got to be a reason?
ReplyDeleteNever. People need to pound and scream if and when it pleases them, and others can be damned. Selfish is the new politically correct.
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