the mold on your ham, cheese and bread

im in an odd state right now. i had to scrape the mold off my bread again.
im trying to get back into rhythm but it doesnt help when your roommate doesnt do anything. all day.

is there such a thing as second-hand laziness without pot?

its depressing. add this to the sun that hardly ever shines and the cold wind. all the time.
then of course, theres world peace, war, president bush and kids that think facebook is the most important thing on planet earth but will one day run the country. you know, things of trite nature.

"don't let the man get you down."

yes, school of rock is full of life mantras. but im sorry, im just not feelin' it today.