Wednesday, January 05, 2005

Dropkick

Weather: 27 degrees (feels like 15); snowing still
Mood: See last entry
Hair: ok, actually
Listening to: Dropkick Murphys "Sing Loud, Sing Proud"

[Rocky Road to Dublin]

Perfect. hey

Sparky has been picked up. In their infinte stupidity RH closed at 1:00 today, after firing a bunch of people, because of the snow. What was the point?

[Heroes From Our Past]

Anyway, that means Beasty stopped and picked up Sparky so he can actually enjoy some of his day off school, and so I can actually get something done. Like blogging. No, like cataloging these stupid Spanish DVDs, kids' books and CDs.

[Forever]

These guys are...loud. Can't beat rocking with lowland pipes.

Right.

Time to work. This will be it for today.


{appended 3:05: "I may speak gibberish, but I don't talk shit..." from Ramble and Roll. Words to live by.}

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