Chicken soup for a pot head's soul is a slurpee on a hot day. I am so tired or being tired, I couldn't get out of my bed today because I didn't want to. Oddly enough, I didn't have to get out of bed for anything besides trying to watch a movie on the new tv, but thanks to my sleeping in, technology passed me up and I had literally no fucking clue how to operate the damned thing.
Tomorrow I go back to work after my three day weekend...a full week ahead of me and 72 hours of semi-self loathing behind me...the only conclusion is that even music can't cure a lonely heart (it only makes it worse) Maybe I'm listening to the wrong songs.