Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Fuck it

Nuthin'. Zip-point-zilch. Same old shit. Ennui. Boredom. Nothing's goin' on that rocks my boat, pops my cork, blows my skirt up.

Hoping for news from Fixer's garden, gonna go shovel snow for the 14th day in a row to get outta the rut. That's bad. Heh. Later.

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