It had been a perfectly good day off, until 15 minutes ago. Walked into the coffeeshop and the guy playing guitar there was just finishing up "Desperado". Apparently, he felt he hadn't sunk to a low enough level. He ended the night with "After the Loving", which is now stuck in my head. Who the fuck sings Englebert Humperdinck in a coffeehouse?
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voltaire:
you've got alot of reading to do pertaining to my journal since you've been gone......
jujubee:
Actually I have stuck my hands deep into clogged floor drains before.....full of figurative crap. So yeah....... I think it will be okay 