Happy place.
By drunkenatheist | April 15, 2010
Every time the man gets me down, I go outside onto my quiet little balcony and remember that I live where it’s peaceful, quiet, and I can occasionally see wildlife. While city living can be convenient, I don’t miss Geno’s, the constant noise, the vermin, or getting taxed out the ass for everything.
Now I just have to find some reasonably priced, well made patio chairs and we can officially declare this a mint julep kind of summer.
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