April 7, 2013

• saturday night

  Elton John once crooned “‘Saturday’s Night’s Alright For Fightin’ oh yeah oooooo ooo ooo ooo.”   And, here I am not in the mood.  2lbs of new roommate’s job at the whole paycheck (foods) smokin’ station’s hickory wings arrived mmm.  I have red red wine going to my head- ub40 – after saying Your body is a wonderland…john mayer and that is my favorite cynical segway I’ve ever heard over the radio.  I’ve been to a fine dinner.  I have money in my pocket.  but thought’s still remain

   

  more embarassin’?

  shoot, I forgot my dang thought

  dang me, Hang Me, Weep.*

   

  what’s more annoyin?

  hearin how you dreams coulda

  you coulda boy mmmnn.

   

  from four to six, yeah

  you team scored huge–celebrate!

  large drink, four tacos.

   

  if’n me assertive,…

  did you mean insertive, yeah huh?

  laughin at my sins

   

  I still run outta gas

  run run puff one long and short block

  oh, and I caught that bus

   

   

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