It's a beautiful day.
People hurrying, scurrying,
gotta get to where they're going.
Hurry hurry. 8 to 5.
come home, cook dinner.
No time to play with the kids. Lotsa homework.
Gotta get into that college.
Too tired to fuck your man? Don't worry, someone else will.
This kind of life just isn't for me.
No fucking way.
Now that would be a cold day...
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underwear.
[Edited on Oct 12, 2005 8:43AM]
Even when it gets like this I still feel like I should be accomplishing something.
I hate that.
Sometimes I think the world is just on it's way out anyway so it doesn't really matter what any of us do. The effort will be unnoticed or ignored.
I know that boring and uneventful are a good thing. It means I'm not going through a crisis, starving, or homeless or anything like that.
I hope everyone is enjoying this rainy dismal day.