Well, wish in one hand and crap in the other and see which one piles up first. - Mike Nelson
I wish I knew what was up with Super Lumina's right front tire.
I wish there was a presidential candidate I could vote for without feeling like I've compromised my principles.
I wish I could take a month off of work to catch up on the massive backlog of books, movies, videogames, and household projects that has built up over the past couple years.
I wish the Pepi the feral cat would let me get close enough to see if there is something wrong with his (or her; most likely "her") teeth.
I wish I could find a decent Wordpress template that fits Armagideon Time's needs without requiring massive modification.
I wish I knew what box my Psychotronic film guides got packed up into.
I wish I was immortal and indestructable.
I wish my gut could properly process whole milk.
I wish the health insurance people would send me the last piece of paperwork I need to file my taxes.
I wish I could find Marmalade, the orange twenty-pound feral cat, a good home.
I wish that comeuppance would come to those in need of it.
I wish I had the time to get a haircut, so I wouldn't have to see a rough facsimile of the Wild Angels-era Peter Fonda every time I looked in the mirror.
I wish my wishes were as witty and creative as the ones in this excellent track...
King Missile - I Wish (from The Way to Salvation, 1991)
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Friday, February 15, 2008
all is not lost, not yet
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Labels: college rock, haircuts, what the hell am I doing, wishing
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