When life gives you melons

My body always rebels in the fall and winter. It fucking hates that sunlight fades, social pressures mount, temperatures fall. I picture it like a bouncy house with some of the air let out. You can still tell what it is, but it’s pretty much useless and sad as a bouncy house.

Derp
Derp

I feel run down and beaten by an invisible force. I fight against it, I worry about it, I drink for it. I say ‘this year will be different,’ every fucking year. So.. if I don’t post a lot, it’s deliberate, because I’m busy filling up my drafts folder with bullshit that would keep a therapist busy for years. Things will turn around, I’ll get over it.

(musical interlude)

I’ll be fine.

I say that. Every fucking year.

Sad day

My headphones are broken.

These headphones are the only way I can hold onto my sanity when things get loud at work. I have a very hard time tuning out the chatter (some would call it a hen party, but I don’t think it’s as much a party as a bitch session) when I’m working on anything complicated. Anyway, if I don’t want to hear someone’s loud opinions about Obamacare or whether the stoplight at the corner is working correctly or if it’s going to rain tomorrow, I put on my headphones and tune into some music.

Today, they started up again (bitching about someone who sprayed lysol everywhere because somebody else came to work sick or some shit) so I put on Theory of a Deadman, tossed on my headset, and horror of horrors – only the left ear bud is working.

OH NOES!

This is truly one of those first world problems if there ever was one, but still; I’m going to have to take a few minutes and mourn the passing of some of the best headphones I’ve ever had. I am not talking about dollar-store headphones, nor are they fucking Beats by whomever beats it, but they are damn fine headphones. Or were. I’ve had them about eight years. More or less.

After an appropriate mourning period, I may have to go shopping.

(Okay, next song came on, I think that’s long enough). R.I.P. Sennheiser.

gimme the words

I say… and you think…

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Week 563

  1. Reality :: What a concept
  2. Fanfare :: Renn Fest
  3. Share :: file
  4. City :: slicker
  5. Stepping :: in dog doo
  6. Entitled :: royalty
  7. Movement :: Alice’s Restaurant
  8. Review :: movie
  9. Advertise :: marketing
  10. Largest :: smallest