Micah
My friend Micah. Lucky bastard. Lucky enough to bust out of Troy and do something worthwhile. He deserves it, though. He can play the shit out of his guitar. He's out there on the road living like a rock star, having enough fun for 10 people. I hate being a redneck.
posted by Grover at 12/21/2004 08:02:00 PM
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Oh, the drama!
Various bits of my male psyche are trying to make me hate him, I don't wanna... I can't make me, so I won't.
Living the dream hey, I'd not go for that dream. Too hedonistic for my holier-than-thou tastes. ;)
Oh, c'mon, you don't strike me as holier-than-thou. :-)
Well, it very much depends what area I'm talking about...
I don't smoke, don't take drugs, don't drink, am vegan, don't party, don't date, don't litter, don't swear/cuss, respect my elders, etc...
But on the otherhand, I'm a workshy bum, who is quite messy, tends to over indulge, and speaks far too much. ;)
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