This alcohol detox Sux Dix. I feel like I have the flu. And there’s brain sucking light beings attached to my head. I might be stuck at work, having withdrawals, but at least I can listen to whatever the hell I want. Paper chase here I come! Do you think about my body? Because I don’t think about your soul.
Dear Tucson, I am trapped at ace rubber stamps all week with no music. Please bring me a cable to connect my iPod to this thing. I am dying of boredom. I don’t want to die in the stamp store like the other guy did that I initially replaced. If you love me, you won’t let me die here. iPod cable please. I love you!
