26 years later... In a rutt as always, just as any other one of my birthdays... my ex is now dating my best friend, my 56" rear projection TV was stollen from my apartment a few days ago, some dude who thinks he's Tony Soprano wants me dead (serously), and my beloved computer is shot to hell, and now I'm late for my job... which is killing me slowly after 7 years... and what is that damn smell!?
I'm not usually one to complain... but all this crap seems to happen to me this time of the year.... all well... it's my birthday, I'll b**ch if I want to.
I'm not usually one to complain... but all this crap seems to happen to me this time of the year.... all well... it's my birthday, I'll b**ch if I want to.
We are the music makers... and we are the dreamers of dreams...
Neurotic|♣|Mobius Grith|♠|The Atrium
Neurotic|♣|Mobius Grith|♠|The Atrium