In which our hero, who was born to write songs, tries to figure out his life with help from the interviewer.
Thursday, September 4, 2014
Tired
I'm so fuckin' tired, man. This going back to work sucks, not because it's work so much as it is the powers that be at Portland Public Schools are so fuckin' inept. But enough about that.
It's been so stressful and it's been a weird couple of months, with my friend dying and the CD and its release concert and my brother's family moving to Yakima and the summer money problems and…shit, I'm just fuckin' tired, man.
So what do you plan to do about it, farmboy?
Basically, smoke weed and lie in bed and listen to podcasts.
Sounds good to me.
Me too. I'll catch you later, man.
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