Another day spent wondering what’s next and reading bad news about the government.
The billboard tells me there’s a Lexus sales event I can’t miss, but I have a feeling I’m not gonna make it. Damn, maybe next time, Lexus.
Moving on and off. Hoping my haircut doesn’t make me look like a douche. Hoping my personality doesn’t allow me to act like one.
Everyone preaches love and peace, but few show much interest in either when a parking spot is at stake.
That’s life and so is this.
So on and so forth. I’ll quietly plead the fifth if anyone asks me for answers.