WEDNESDAY MORNING...RAIN IS FALLING?

Happy hump day, per usual...consitently my fav day of the week for many pocketed reasons. WHY BORE YOU WITH THE SHETAILS?! Anyway, somber morning here for many other pocketed reasons. WHY BORE YOU WITH THE SHETAILS ONCE AGAIN?!

I ordered an energy drink and some dried apples this morning at Starbucks to which the lady responded, "Would you like anything hot to drink? Or anything...to eat?" I said, "No thanks," but really I was like, "THANK YOU FOR CARING ABOUT ME AND MY WELL BEING ANONYMOUS PERSON." Then I wiped away a single dramatic tear with the back of my fingerless gloved hand and sat down to write to you.

Thank God my Pandora seemed to synch to my mood this morning as well. I don't know what I would have done if fucking, "One Headlight" by the Wallflowers showed up, as sometimes it does. FUCK THAT NOISE, Bob Dylan's son Jakob...YOU HAD SO MUCH POWER GOING INTO THE MUSIC BUSINESS, AND YOU GAVE US THE WALLFLOWERS?! Sorry, I let one of my "pocketed reasons" responsible for my sadness escape me. Here are the actual songs that saved me along with "Izzo" by Jiggamayne, achem Jay-Z.

1.) "Cold War" Janelle Monae...I stomped to Starbucks with this one. Plus, Janelle is one of the newest Covergirls, so this is totes topical.

 



2.) "Everything I Am" Kanye..."Damn, here we go again. People talk shit, but when shit hits the fan,
everything I'm not made me everything I am." Okay, okay, nobody's shit talking about yours truly (IN FRONT OF MY FACE), but the message is still taken and accepted and loved.

 



Savor your hump day...it only cums around once a week. See what I did there? YOU BET.