Monday, February 9    

I love the good times that you wreck
Why is it that angry, bitter music makes me so ... happy? Or at least it takes away my bad mood. Mondays, by definition, blow, and today was no different. So I whip myself up a sweet mix of every really fucking bitter and pissed off song that I can think of, listen to it on the car ride home, and voila! It's a whole new me.

Okay, still the same old me, just with slightly less growling.

Okay, actually, the same amount of growling, but I may smile again sometime this week.

  posted @ 3:15 PM |