I'm getting tired of shuffling through the house.
I keep opening cabinets and drawers, looking for nothing. I find things that I'd forgotten that I had and I lay them back where I found them.
Every time I lay down a trash truck attacks the our street, or someone starts hammering their house or the wail of sirens floats just under my window.
So I get back up and shuffle around the house, opening cabinets and drawers, looking for nothing.
This is the kind of shit 132 channels of cable was made for.
I keep opening cabinets and drawers, looking for nothing. I find things that I'd forgotten that I had and I lay them back where I found them.
Every time I lay down a trash truck attacks the our street, or someone starts hammering their house or the wail of sirens floats just under my window.
So I get back up and shuffle around the house, opening cabinets and drawers, looking for nothing.
This is the kind of shit 132 channels of cable was made for.
