The less I say or think

It's the fuckin' countdown, man. I go back to work on Tuesday. Back to the fuckin' job. Man,I hate this.

So tell me how you really feel, farmboy.

I think the less I say or think about it, the better I'll be. Now kindly point me towards a cup of strong, hot coffee and weed and I'll be fine. 

The summer went fast, eh?

It just fuckin' flew by, man. It's scary. Pisses me off. But what else are you going to do about it? It's like so many things in life: You just accept it and move on. 

Good advice, farmboy.

Thanks. It only took me a fuckin' entire life on this earth to figure that one out.