Fuck

Waking up in the morning fucking sucks. You get up feeling no more rested than you did the night before and you still have an entire day of bullshit to look forward to. Just wonderful. Now happy music just isn't going to cut it, you have work and frankly any kind of cheer is just going to piss you the fuck off. So you get out some Low (an aptly named band) and begin the trek to work feeling hopelessly sorry for yourself.

Low - I Could Live In Hope

You get into work and your boss looks at you funny, so you glare back at him. I mean who the fuck does this snotty little man think he is anyway? He strolls up to you and asks to have a quiet word. Pretentious faggot. If he wants to say anything he can say it out loud - right here. Being the docile animal that you are, you follow him into his office and he promptly states that you're work is 'less than satisfactory'. Bullshit. You work your fucking ass off so that he and his smug little colleagues can do jack shit all day. We'll see about that. Your ears roar as you close your hands around his throat, forcing the air from his lungs and pounding his head over and over again into the desk, taking delight in how he bleeds all over the horrendously expensive upholstery.


Weekend Nachos - Bleed EP

You leave the office with an enormous grin plastered on your face. After all, today is a good day. You knew it would be when you woke up this morning. Or at least deep down you did. I mean, it's the height of summer after all! Just think of all the lazy days in the sun ahead of you, think of all the girls that will undoubtedly be draping themselves half-naked all over your body. Maybe you could even invite one over to your house and show her what you keep in the basement. After a couple of drinks of course, you know from experience they have trouble running away after a few of those. Yes, today is a good day.


Chalk Talk - The Food Chain