Come On Baby, In Our Dreams We Can Live Our Misbehavior

I'm really sad tonight. Part of this stems from the fact that i got two compliments on my hair today, which is a new thing. Entirely unprecedented in the history of my life, in fact. So i decided to take pictures of myself to post here, but i looked bad in all of them, so i decided against that.

Other contributing factors include:

People seem to be getting married a lot lately. I am not getting married.

Bush is an idiot, but the motherfuckers in Congress still stood and clapped for him on demand. Why can't any of them call him on his bullshit?

There is, i am almost certain, something i'm missing

I used to be a little boy, so old in my shoes.