so i was hundreds of miles away from my family on thanksgiving

and so were my roommates and my bandmates, so we all had our first annual dranksgiving at dee's cafe on pittsburgh's south side flats

we had much to be drankful for, and all gave dranks

the day after dranksgiving i still had a hankerin for some mischief, so i went to the local walmart during their doorbuster sale and snipped all of the brake lines in the parking lot -- sat back, hiccupped a lot, and enjoyed lots of low-speed collisions in reverse gear .. .. .. ..

not really

but i needed some kinda story, right?

yeah

ok how about this one?

i found the meaning of life not long ago .. .. ..

or maybe it found me, because i wasn't really looking for it at the time -- i was actually searching for the nearest laundromat since the one by my house was closed for remodeling x_x

i know, right? i just wanna wash my damn khakis and broadcloth shirts in peace, and this asshole meaning of life busts right in like it's the foofing koolaid man or some shit

anyhoo i've had the meaning of life for about a month or so, and it makes perfect sense, but i'm having some difficulties with getting excited about it -- meaningless life was definitely a lot cooler

x_x

happy dranksgiving!