Saturday, September 13, 2003 ::: A Whole Lotta Nuthin
Just in case anyone can't tell from the quality of posts lately, I can't think of damn thing for blog material.
Another day on the production line at work, I was listening to a Johnny Cash tribute station on Spinner.com but they started to repeat themselves so I'm now listening to the classic punk station.
There's a bunch of skateboarders in the brickyard videotaping each other, perhaps in anticipation of Gleaming the Cube II.
I was hoping to hook up with my maybe-new-friend at work for something tonite, but they're not here today.
I didn't get the really good job I interviewed for a couple weeks ago. Still up for the crappy job and the really crappy job.
Some friends of mine asked me to go out on a huntin� spree
�cause there ain�t a hound dog in this state that can hold a light to me
I eat three bones for dinner today, then tried to tree a �coon
You got me chasin� rabbits, scratchin� fleas and howlin� at the moon.
