Here’s a nice kick in the balls. I’ve been walking during my lunch for the last couple of weeks. It beats going to McDonald’s or Taco Bell.
But today, three people I knew stopped because they thought my car had broken down.
I wasn’t upset they had stopped to help. That was nice.
But I was a little offended when I realized the thought of me exercising hadn’t crossed their minds.
What – the fucking earplugs to my MP3 player didn’t tip you off?
I mean, who needs a AAA membership? I just kick out my favorite tunes, and then wander aimlessly for miles.
Seriously.
The bourbon’s hitting me. I better stop.
Waiting by the side of the road
For day to break so we could go
Down into Los Angeles
With dirty hands and worn out knees