basurablanca

And if you'd 'a took to me like
A gull takes to the wind.
Well, i'd 'a jumped from my tree
And i'd a danced like the king of the eyesores
And the rest of our lives would 'a fared well



as i sit here watching the shins on austin city limits (tivo to go may be too little to late, but i'm still reaping the minor bennies of it) i can't help but feel somehow empty... i don't know if it's the the content of the music or the PBR's i'm drinking... but somehow i feel alone, even though there's a girlfriend and a dog sleeping not two doors from me...

more beer... is that the answer, the question or the problem...