4.17.08 v.1

i almost played hooky today.  i was thisclose.  it’s against my better judgment to be at work today… and i don’t know why.

it’s not as if i have anywhere better to be.  even if i did play hooky, i probably would’ve spent the day on my couch, maybe playing guitar and thinking about going outside and taking pictures or going for a long walk.  i probably would’ve done nothing of importance or anything that would warrant the act of taking time off.  it would’ve been a completely wasted day.

maybe it’s because i’m listening to mates of states’ team boo album again.  i listen to this religiously all summer.  it just screams, “hello!  i’m summer!  yay summer!  listen to me with the sunroof open and the windows down!  let the wind blow hair in your face and sing along!”  this doesn’t work so well when i’m sitting at a desk in the core of the earth, as far as i’m concerned.  so don’t mind me if i’m singing.  maybe someone has a fan, so i can have that “wind blown look” the girlies in the music videos got goin on.

and it’s already started again…

“it’s beautiful out,” they all say as they come in.  i bet it wouldn’t be beautiful out anymore if i dug your eyes out of your skull and put them in your ears, would it?

no.  i bet it wouldn’t.