The Passion Of Lovers

Oh, happy day, happy fuckin day.
I am now an official hipster.
(I have a little badge and everything!)



1)Bike-CHECK!
2)Snobby pretentious exclusive fashion job- CHECK!
3) Esoteric references and rare musical collection- CHECK!
4) Complete understanding of the fall of the Roman empire due almost entirely to causes of Nero and expanding surrounding civilizations- CHECK!
5) Blog- CHECK!


Well, let's get goin shall we?

Each post will have an accompanying song.
this post's song?

This is really one of those posts to just get me started
(Oh DON'T GET ME STARTED!)
Because I picked the most uneventful most mind blanking day to start one of these.
Any of those other days where I was battling Suicide(there's no secrets here, we're all a family) or something fun would have been great.
But no, I picked this day, where the most eventful thing is "Am I gonna get to work on time and still be able to lounge for the next couple of hours"(no)

Cute blog name hunh?
ITS A SMITHS SONG YA BIG DOOFUS!

So, let me get started
I don't know how.
I really really don't know how.
but some how I'm ok.
Some how I made it out on top, and now some how I'm going to continue living my life.

(GET THE FUCK OUT NO WAY REALLY?!)
Yeah.
Oh yeah girl.

You know whenever I read these things I always thought
"Damn if I had a blog it would be hilarious and I would have so many posts"
well mind, you big fuck up, I now have writers block.

so.
eat that.


Suppose I oughta start fixing this place up.