True/personal story and depressed misanthropic rant time! This type of post shall hereby be called Tales From the Nest of Grump, or just The Nest of Grump. I haven't decided yet.
I'm gonna try to write what I'm feeling as I feel it because I'm losing it fast. I'm a moody fucker and I never know when I might lose my nerve and let my thoughts fade into the night unreported. But I'm in a peculiar way right now, and I sense that I really need to write what's inside my head, however fleeting the sentiment is.
I saw AA Bondy tonight. Just him, his guitar, and his harmonica. It was one of the most intimate and memorable performances I've ever witnessed. He just poured his heart out and was completely humble and gracious. In my opinion, talent and modesty are the best traits one can possess. Here he is, doing his thing backstage in Nashville, again.
as I drink my favorite gross energy soda and try to hype myself up into frenzy to prepare fore a job interview and pretend like I glove a duck about what it is I shall convince the prospective employer I can do for him so well...I am reminded that I miss you and we gotta bust some strait up mutherfukra shit during thanksgivin
woke up just as the sun was coming up today. cta was not on time (as usual) so had to take a cab to millenium station. didn't have time to grab a ticket before hopping on the metra so had to pay an extra two bucks on top of the cab fare and wasted cta fare. spent the rest of the day on just a couple hours of sleep, little kids screaming in my ear, wishing i was snuggled up in bed only waking up occasionally to grab a beer and play a few hands of internet poker. walked home in cold rain knowing that i had spent another day pissing my life away. no job? you're on the right track kid douche.
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don't get down too much kid douche, i love you
Aww man we are gonna rock on Friday
as I drink my favorite gross energy soda and try to hype myself up into frenzy to prepare fore a job interview and pretend like I glove a duck about what it is I shall convince the prospective employer I can do for him so well...I am reminded that I miss you and we gotta bust some strait up mutherfukra shit during thanksgivin
good to know i'm not the only one feeling like like a used tire with a slow leak (forgive me for co-opting your sadness)
woke up just as the sun was coming up today. cta was not on time (as usual) so had to take a cab to millenium station. didn't have time to grab a ticket before hopping on the metra so had to pay an extra two bucks on top of the cab fare and wasted cta fare. spent the rest of the day on just a couple hours of sleep, little kids screaming in my ear, wishing i was snuggled up in bed only waking up occasionally to grab a beer and play a few hands of internet poker. walked home in cold rain knowing that i had spent another day pissing my life away. no job? you're on the right track kid douche.
Guys and gal,
Thanks for the encouragement and sympathy from the bottom of my heart. I appreciate it like you wouldn't believe.
It's oddly reassuring to know that a bunch of sad sacks enjoy my blog. Thanks for the love.
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