I listened to this song about being through with being cool...
And I couldn't help but think that was just a clever way to be the new cool.
And who doesn't want to be the new cool.
The new cool lately is T-shirts. I myself recently purchased some new T-shirts and they are quite grand. I have that slight afterglow feeling which I imagine is what a hunter feels like after striking down his prey.
The "I dun good" feeling.
I got a compliment from a girl at a store somewhere in lower Massachusetts. My girlfriend was near me. She apparently was hit on like the last beer at a freshman frat party while on her trip in vegas. She says that it was no big deal, but frankly, I am glad, because getting hit on in small doses is a good thing. I guess that Vegas was like an overdose though. Literally.
So getting a "nice shirt" with the lip bite isn't really something that damages the ego for me either.
And frankly...it was a nice shirt.
So I say to you...good taste.
But just a warning girls, saying nice shirt, and it not being a nice shirt (like "Pacman ate my underwear") really discredits you.
Anyway, this weekend was a rollarcoaster. I had some really good moments, and some really awful ones. In the end I think the good is memorable, and the bad, well...its been talked about so maybe its become a part of the good.
I'll be an optimist on a Monday.
But in the end, talking has helped, and I think I feel happier this night, than I did on Friday.
And I have some nice shirts.
before - After
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