Today I can’t get enough angry music. I could have sworn that I had a bunch of Korn and Rage Against the Machine in the good ole ipod. I’m thinking that I may have lost it in the iPod crash of 2007™
I’ve got some homework to do and this music isn’t too conductive for actually completing a sentence without ending with a resounding, “Fuck you I won’t do whatcha tell me!” Also? I got reamed out by my boss because she got her ass reamed. Thank you, chain of command. You officially suck great hairy balls. Well, this certainly explains the mood and music, now doesn’t it?
