well, loathing at least. When I get a real job, I hope it is not something I HATE doing. At Publix there is this girl who started after I left, and she looks eerily like my mother, which creeps me out.
I'm trying to create an uber Johhny Cash compilation, so tell me what I'm missing:
Folsom Prison Blues A Boy Named Sue Ring of Fire Daddy Sang Bass Don't Take Your Guns to Town Sunday Morning Coming Down Man in Black One Piece at a Time Ghost Riders in the Sky Hurt Cat's in the Cradle One