It's Monday. Nothin' happenin' today but work and the promise of more work. Guess it's gonna rain. Playoffs don't start for a couple days.
I don't like to complain about the days of the week, cause one day we all run outta days, and I'm sure I'd take whatever kinda days I could get then. So instead of complaining, I'm gonna play a song that feels for me, from an age of melancholy. It's called Pay No Mind, which sometimes helps, but usually just delays the inevitable. There are better versions of this song on youtube, but none cooler. Plus there's some very cool and irreverent bonus footage.
Whatever. Meet me at happy hour, I think I'm gonna get drunk.
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