i went to Hen House fer the first time tday, not knowing i pass by it a lot. so many things wrong with that place-like the beer rule and the double entendres on the counter.
woke up this mornin to escape my nightmares, and also beat out my alarm this morn again. sunlight is bad crack. cleaned up the room a bit, folded some laundry, took care of messages in the ebox. headed to Pea in a Pod to start off the day.
first started out with helping this woman move some furniture out of her place-they were awkwardly heavy, and i think i mighta hurt my back :sadface: but we got it done. dropped it off at goodwill. afterwards went to kirk's bday lunch at TGIF-general hilarity went down there, and lulz to follow.
went to a gig in cambridge to help assemble ikea furniture-learned a lot about why i dislike a certain company...but that's all here and there. got the last job done to help move a futon and then i was off to the desert tasting in Dorchester.
came back to base, broke, tired, but feelin good. need to get some sleep before i feel as bad as i do after that hen house meal.
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not in anythin now fer the money. they say all we're lookin for is compensation. in truth, i'd rather be broke, but have access to everything freely, rather than be the richest guy in the world and have as many ppl in my pocket as lint.
but some ppl don't realize that yet. and they better open their eyes quicker than later. wasted talent is the same as withholding it for "bigger things".
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doesn't matter what i know, or how i feel. what only matters is what's real. but that doesn't mean i can't sustain with or without you. my heart's got the largest flame, but the smallest candle is all.
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