Posted May 24, 2011
Monday night is garbage night, trying to get tons of crap out every week lately, due to my impending move. I have 11 years of marriage crap (the actual crap, she took the good stuff) that I'm going through. Been shredding records for 2 different house purchases, canceled checks from 98 (remember when they mailed them back?), and all kinds of cruft that is 100% useless for anything besides breaking my spine moving it one more time.
I guess it's not really a bitch, I'm trashed on decent scotch, I guess that's good enough. The whole thing just feels surreal is all.
I guess it's not really a bitch, I'm trashed on decent scotch, I guess that's good enough. The whole thing just feels surreal is all.