That's the abbreviated list, of course. After all, one can either live the day, or describe it. The latter can be sweet procrastination, but then there's the guilt of non-accomplishment to deal with. How do the rest of you manage to spend so much time doing this instead of what ought to be done? My God, the power of the craving for attention.
So... a governor is in trouble, a football coach has been murdered, my baseball team is on a losing streak, nobody understands (greed) why healthcare (greed) costs are (greed) out of (greed) control, and I think I'm becoming lactose intolerant. Damn you all to hell, unless you favor my having bought a few scratch-off tickets yesterday (they won, by the way).
It's not the way it was as a kid, but I really hoped there'd have been no coming of age. But hoping isn't enough. Hoping is for kids. Yeah, that accurately describes the predicament.
It's okay. The environment is sunny and pleasant, and work issues are once again not nearly as important as a few self-righteous workaholics murmur it to be.
It's going to be a great day, peoples. And soulcast shall bear witness to it.
Soul be it.
