Work is so busy today, sheesh!

I am convinced that the status of things (operational or broken) is somehow directly related to the rotation of the earth around the sun. It always seems that everything breaks at the same time. Everyone says this! It's not like I'm the first one! Surely there must be some weight to it!

Hmm, that may have been a moronic statement. Perhaps it's just a giant alien conspiracy. Or perhaps it's just a conspiracy. Or perhaps perchance it simply happens to be mere happenstance.

And stuff.

So enough about shit breaking. I actually bought guitar picks and strings at WAL-MART. I feel so dirty. What can I say? I REALLY had to practice, the damn cats schawangled my pick off to some nebulous place, and my strings were old and crusty.

OK so I actually only went to get guitar picks; but the power of the WAL-MART gripped at my soul with it's $4.00 light bronze wound guitar strings, placed ever so seductively next to the cheap-ass-not-fit-for-a-dead-goat guitars and the 20 pack of colorful yet crappy guitar picks.

Anyway, it's official. They truly have fucking everything.