Buy the Ticket, Take the Ride

Actually leave for work on time.

Run out of gas a mile from the station.

Horseshit.

Update: The person who owns the driveway I pulled into so I wouldn’t block traffic wants to leave now. She’s a really cute girl. Even though this seems like the setup for the start of a quirky romantic comedey, in reality she just seems pissed at the inconvenience I’m causing.

Double horseshit.

If you’re sad my best advice is to get drunk and dance alone to your favorite records. It’s working out pretty well for me right now.

Sometimes you drive back from the bar with your best friends listening to your band’s first demo and you just realize how lucky and thankful you are for everything that has brought you to this point. The songs sucked but the love was always real. And it still gives me hope that some day my dreams will come true because they already have.