sometimes it feels like I'm in a marriage of convenience with my job. The love and passion is gone but I need it to be around to pay rent. It's not horrible, nothing really bad is going down, yet it's the same day after day. I try to spice things up once in a while try to bring back that enthusiasm, but it's never quite enough. It's become dull and not very stimulating. 
ANYWAY, last night I rocked out at Queen'S of the Stone Age. It was purty good! Me and my hetro-sexual life partner had a good time dancing it up in our seats. Fuck, sunday was just rad, I was tired as fuck but when your day starts with some action and then later you get to go to a rock concert it's pretty rad stuff.
HElls ya
ANYWAY, last night I rocked out at Queen'S of the Stone Age. It was purty good! Me and my hetro-sexual life partner had a good time dancing it up in our seats. Fuck, sunday was just rad, I was tired as fuck but when your day starts with some action and then later you get to go to a rock concert it's pretty rad stuff.
HElls ya
trocar:
More than likely it's because you know you have something better on the horizon...school. With desks, and homeworks, and tests...all that good stuff.