So I’ve worked at the part-time job all weekend. It’s been tiring and kudos to my co-workers who manage it much more often than I do. I’m not sure how they cope, but I’m sitting in the glow of tiny fairy lights in my little home office with a glass of wine and am singing(?) along with classic punk and post-punk songs, such as “Mongoloid” by Devo and “I Want to Be a Cowboy” by The Vandals. And I’m getting sleepy. Sleepy singing and reminiscing that the Misfits aren’t the Misfits without Glen Danzig and you can’t tell me any different thankyouverymuch.
Referring back to the title of this post- and I don’t regret a thing. 🙂