Happy Monday
What if hearing the song "Had a Bad Day" ... is what actually makes it a bad day? What if you hear it three times before 9am? Is that a sign that you should quit your job, sell all your worldy possessions, hitch a ride on a steamer bound for Bora Bora and spend the rest of your life sitting on the beach all day with a good book and a Rockstar (the drink, not say, Eddie Vedder ... although come to think of it ... I'll take both ...) ?
Daniel Powter can bite my ass. Happy Monday everyone.
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