no sunshine in a land of rejection and dirty clothes

my last load of laundry is in the clothes dryer. today has been a day of agony. not because of anything happening, just life itself. no sunshine at all today. my back has been tight all damn day long. and i figured why not just totally fuck myself and do my laundry as well today. mom has been gone most of the day visiting my uncle at the nursing home. being home alone reminds me of how easy it is for me to slip into the darkness. play a couple sad songs and next thing you know i'm finishing off a bottle of vodka or scotch. good times.

i did watch the USA Women's soccer game last night. they tried so damn hard to make sure Abby Wambach scored that they forgot to actually just play the game and go win. so, China won 1-0 and it was the first time the women had lost at home in over a decade. it highlighted the one thought i have had since 2001. there is no such thing as a happy ending.

the DVR cut off American Horror Story before it ended last night. thankfully i didn't have to be up all damn night to see it. what a great fucking show. and now i have to wait until January to see what happens next. fuck me.

i heard back from Hiram Poetry Review on my poetry submission back in October. they once again have decided to pass on what i sent.

enjoy some music kids:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be The Big Bang Theory and Life in Pieces.

the New York Rangers play tonight in Minnesota. hopefully they can start stringing some wins together.

i am going to do my best to avoid the NFL game tonight. neither i nor my opponents have anyone playing in the game, so i have no need to watch it for fantasy football.

i am absolutely loving this new Butch Walker song:

be right back, i have clothes to fold.

now that i have that done, i suppose i can now think about taking a shower.

a big thank you to all of you that have sent Christmas cards so far. i really do appreciate it.

whenever we ever get done putting the decorations up (mom was going to start but other shit came up and lord knows she doesn't want me to do it) i'll start wrapping the gifts. i'm hoping i can find some brown paper bags for the bottles.

i hope everyone had a great day. hopefully the sun made an appearance where you live.

be well. be creative. be cool. be quick to send me CASH, panties, hate mail, love letters, broken promises and dirty pennies from heaven.

peace and chicken grease...

music:

David Bowie - Modern Love
Trampled by Turtles - Alone
Butch Walker - Santa'Self (Fuck Your Christmas Party)

"Nothing is more intolerable than to have to admit to yourself your own errors." - Ludwig van Beethoven

and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day: