2003-07-28
Calling all rednecks to put down their sluggers...
I've entered a new low point in my life. I never wanted to be one of those sleazy office gossiping whores. But I am. I'm not sleazy. And I'm not a whore. But I am office gossiping so by association I become a sleazy whore.
It took me a while to admit this. (I actually, admitted it a month ago but it took me another month to write it down). There is just too much stuff to be gossiping about. Am I now in the fast lane towards a life of bastard children, AA meetings, anti-aging creams, spandex pants and Meatloaf?
I've been listening to Backwoods Nation by Pedro the Lion A LOT lately. You can get it here. I cannot get this line out of my head:
Calling all frat' boys
To trade in their hazing
Their keggers and cocaine
And casual date raping
For cabinet appointments
And rose-garden tapings.
(Shout outs to Jeremy and Robbie for assistance with the enjoyment of this song).
Hopefully Sarah and I can get together soon. Or I will die and be sad and lonely. Can you die and then become sad and lonely? I think so.
Now Playing: Backwoods Nation by Pedro the Lion
popnoir at 5:54 p.m.