That's the song that's been going through my head today. I think it is the fond memories of the scene in the The Big Lebowski.
I've been sluggish all day with a lingering headache. Monster took me out after work for pasta and Excedrin.
And now that it's time for me to get into bed if I'm going to make it to work in the morning, I'm starting to feel much better.
Purple Punk Rocker from Atlanta, Georgia. Now just a faded Goth Ghost in High Point, North Carolina. Missing my old haunts while looking for a new one.
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