To say that I’m a hoarder would be an exaggeration, but to say that I have hoarding tendencies would probably be right on the money;
(*Note*- This is not my house. You can tell because I don’t own a microwave.)
There are bad words dead ahead.
Tell the kids to leave the room. My man makes a very good point. Listen and learn.
As the chaos of life continues to swirl around me, I will pound out a rhythm out on the keyboard and see what transpires.
“I simply put my foot forward in a direction. That’s called a step then, I follow with the next one.”
-The Black Sheep.
So, like.. Did anybody watch this weekend’s ‘One For The Weekend’?
Cause it was awesome;
I wanna do it.
In support of yesterday’s internet blackout, I did my part;
“It’s a Sammy Hagar state of mind. A Sammy Hagar weekend.. It’s a Sammy Hagar, way of life.
We’re gonna drink some beer, smoke some pot, snort some coke and then drive… Drive over 55.”
Not safe for work, or many other places either.
