But hey, it's nice to come home to a really fucking good laugh. I love a nice flounce. Some people ... build a bridge and get the fuck over it. anyway ...
The Orco sign, somewhere off to the west side of the 55 freeway, is locally heralded for its wisdom. The sign for the last few weeks has been:
And for some reason, this one actually inspires me. All those things that seem to be slipping further away as I get older might still be attainable. I might get to drive that car ... I might own my own business ... I might not live in fucking Moreno Valley for the rest of my life. A thought to keep me going.
Tool is really growing on me, after years of not being able to get into it. The most recent album has made me re-listen to the older stuff with a new ear. I wonder why it took me so long.
There's a stupid bitch at work giving me grief. Must there be one everywhere?
Oh, and watch this. you know you want to.
apparently, i just lost another one of my good friends to motherhood. what a waste. oh well.