Just Another Girl On The IRT

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Tuesday, January 13, 2009

Coming down the homestretch

"It's hard to beat the system
When we're standing at a distance
So we keep waiting
Waiting on the world to change..." — John Mayer
It's hard to believe that the transition period actually extended all the way to March and not the third week of January in an odd-numbered year like we've grown accustomed to now. Collectively, the nation has turned into a bunch of unruly kids stuck in the backseat on the way to Grandma's house whining, "are we there yet?"

Only one more week of Boy George and his band of merry bandits. The anticipation to finally bid this criminal cabal adieu is worse than extended foreplay.


link | Shot from the lip by TriniPrincess at 10:40 PM |


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