I woke up this morning and was in a surprisingly good mood. I'm not that into the holidays anymore. But I was happy at least. I got a lot of writing done and that put me in an unusually charming mood. Then, my neighbors happened by with their putrid little dogs who proceeded to poop the remaining color out of the grass in my front yard.
Ah, the hillbillies and trash of Glendale, CA. Where would this indie rocka be without you?
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