Well, not really. But the thoughts of Nashville remain. And it keeps sounding better.
And, I wouldn't mind being a country music star. That would be a pretty good life. But I can't sing, so I guess it's out. And that's not one of the reasons that Nashville sounds good.
I have recently rediscovered the havoc that messing with your sleeping patterns can play. Yesterday, I hated everyone and everything and was basically convinced that I was doomed to live an unhappy life and got so angry and frustrated that I literally yelled several times. Upon further reflection I realized that it was probably because I've been working midnights this week, sleeping for a few hours during the day and working all night. A good night's sleep is really under-rated.
As I write that, it is 10:38 a.m. and I've yet to go to bed. I am waiting to hear from my lawyer. I want my license. Quickly.
I realized today that I pretty much love Papa Roach. Totally not my style, and I haven't really been able to admit it until now, but there's just no denying it anymore. They are awesome. Even when they were rap/rock. I remember playing homerun derby over at D.K.'s and blasting that shit. I loved Infest. But I was 16. And it was way different from what they've become. That doesn't matter though, because I still think they're great. The new song, "Lifeline," has got me all fired up. Plus, it doesn't hurt that I'll always associate them with D.K. Helluva guy. I miss him.
So, what kind of a job does a 24-year old with a Communications degree apply for? I'm up for anything.
As Jasmine and Steve from Full House would say, "It's a whole new world." (Holy god that is a nerdy reference.) A new day of opportunity is about to dawn and my world will change. It has to. This cannot continue for much longer.
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