The Truth Files

Stephen Colbert/Daily Show Love. House, Hugh Laurie, Black Adder, BritCom obsessiveness. Eddie Izzard quoting ad naseum. Self loathing. Other people loathing. Anything else I can loathe-fit that in there too. Tales of alcohol and dogs. The occassional night at the bar causing trouble. Mis-treating brain cells...Who needs them? No sex. No drugs-usually. Much rock'n'roll. Just trying to survive in 615. Y'know. The usual.

Friday, April 27, 2007

I'm bad at this thing happiness

I'm in a funk. Not the good kind that involves riding the roller coaster of love, either. I don't even have the energy to complain. It's just so typical.
The day is pretty much a total loss. But that's all right because my washing machine sort of works if I wash everything on the delicate cycle in cold water.
No. I don't understand it either.
And I was out of laundry detergent so I had to use dish soap.
Yes. I know I live less than a hundred yards from a grocery store. I didn't want to go there. If I can't bring myself to go out and buy beer, you think I'm going to go out and buy laundry detergent? Hardly.

I really have nothing to say. Not sure why I'm updating at all. Just so people know I'm alive, I guess.

I'm great. Couldn't be better. Life's a happy game! Shiny, happy people laughing. Everybody wang chung tonight.

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