I was chewin' gum for something to do. The blinds were being pulled down on the dew. Inside, out of love, what a laugh, I was looking for you.

All of my afternoon appointments cancelled. Apparently, they had better things to do on a cloudy, windy, slightly chilly, Friday afternoon. Apparently, they assume I have nothing better to do than wait around to be blown off by shifty students. Apparently. 

What to do now? 

I've put on the Wilco. 

Turned the volumed up loud. 

Naturally, Jeff Tweedy makes me forget my problems. 

Hmm. Let's go make a pie.