One more day
Its funny how life often ends up leaving its inhabitents in a lose-lose situation, or a more appropriate nomeclature, a shit-shit situation. In an attempt to milk more pleasure out of life and to enjoy its supple fruit more I decided to set asides my wories for the summer. I wasnt to worry about money or lack off, not about my carreer or somewhat lack of and finally not about anything that can be dealt with when september eventuals bears back upon us. Seemed like a good idea, I am having a great summer, one of the best in awhile but the drinking, the constant emptying of my pockets and getting nothing done leaves me feeling quite guilty. Im not catholic, I should not feel bad about feeling good.
3 Comments:
Care free summers are your your strength Tucker. I mean, look how much fun you had for a summer worrying about nothing and driving a dump truck. LIVE IN THE NOW!!!!
(fucking barf)
T
9:31 AM
Hey man, I did worry about one thing last summer, I worried about not hitting street signs or houses with the dump truck. I only killed one sign but it was enough give me a little worrie all summer.
9:05 PM
Ya i've been meaning to talk to you about that. It wasnt a street sign, it was Ruth-Anne, and just because she had a red bucket on her head and was standing still, doesnt mean she is a stop sign(drunk maybe but not a street sign).
She was pissed.
T
9:17 AM
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