Guys, Missi and I were talking about the possibility of IF McCain actually got into office. We SHUDDER at the thought. I'll be so distressed. I don't even want to think about it. So maybe I won't.
Well I can't tell you where I'm going, I'm not sure of where I've been.
But I know I must keep travelin' till my road comes to an end.
I'm out here on my journey, trying to make the most of it.
I'm a puzzle, I must figure out where all my pieces fit.
Like a poor wayfaring stranger that they speak about in song .
I'm just a weary pilgrim trying to find what feels like home.
Where that is no one can tell me, am I doomed to ever roam .
I'm just travelin', travelin', travelin', I'm just travelin' on.
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I am so glad all that shit is behind us even though we have more shit ahead of us. It'll be slightly different shit at least.
Two more months.
Guys, Missi and I were talking about the possibility of IF McCain actually got into office. We SHUDDER at the thought. I'll be so distressed. I don't even want to think about it. So maybe I won't.
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