~Yeeha

I'm still tired. True, I could get back in bed, but I'm up now. The coffee's made, the Dorito breakfast was eaten, and the clothes are on. I feel like I should at least try to do something before giving up entirely on the concept of "morning" productivity.

The Cowboy downstairs has started with his music. Insecure guy. Needs to announce to the world what a Cowboy he is.

Yes, asshole, we all know that you're from Nashville and that you can play the bass. We also all know that you think Country music is the best music on the planet and that you're very proud of your stereo system. Now, will you kindly turn your fucking volume down and go find somewhere to get trampled by a herd of cattle?

Prick.