Just saying. ;D
but ive got zanax, dude. i can take it down a whole other notch of calm if i have to.
I do love me the Blues. 8)
Listening to Albert Cummings singing Cry Me A River.
http://bluesrevue.com/2011/04/the-juke-joint-4-16-11/
Now that's calming.
I'm making brownies this afternoon. So...pretty calm
When I awake from this dream I'll post my reply>.....
Well, hung over, but calm. Just takin' it easy, you know... Gonna make me a great hamburger tonight. If i'm not lazy...
Fuckin' a' dude, hamburgers sound delicious.
Yeah, was far out man. Still impossible to find good American sauces and ingredients in the Netherlands tough...
Alot of grocery stores over here you can order things from online. I would imagine the shipping would be outrageous though.
Yeah it will be. But then again it's easy to make great sauces. We have a lot of Eastern food and spices here, that's a good thing. And real cheap to, which leaves me money for oatsodas at the bar!
Gotta admit dudes, y'all probably really are calmer than I am today. I have to go to the DMV and get an updated ID card for banking purposes because I let my last one expire on purpose. I've said it before and I'll say it again...FUCK the Patriot Act!!!
the dmv. oh man, im sorry for ya. and you are where? the calif dmv is about the saddest place you can spend any amount of time.
I'm from North Carolina, where we have a lot of the same repressive laws and stifling bureaucracy as in CA, but don't even get semi-decriminalized weed as a consolation prize. ;)
Ditto on the DMV. If there is a Hell, I imagine it looks an awful lot like the DMV (or any government building, for that matter); smug officials, gloomy fluorescent lighting - always with several dim, humming bulbs on the verge of burnout - and a line/queue that goes on forever, with nowhere to rest your tired feet, surrounded by people who feel just as hopeless and miserable as you do at the time.
Yet, for some odd reason, the people standing with you in line always seem to resent YOU (not the system that makes them mill about with their thumbs up their asses for hour upon hour) just for being another head of cattle standing between them and their corral; when what they should do is to join hands in solidarity, set their license applications ablaze like those brave kids who burned their draft cards in the '60s, and chant outside the building with picket signs that read, "I am not a number!", "I know your job sucks, but would it kill you to smile once in a while?!", and "my taxes paid for this?!"
Sorry if I'm ramblin' again, but it seems everything is fucked here, dude. The gee-dee plane has crashed into the mountain for sure.