looks like the weekend is over (Pt. 1)...

weekends are made for michelob. rubbed my face...ripped one hair out of my nose...coughed my brains out...itched a hard to reach corner of a shoulder blade...i dont know who this guy is...



...i want food and not any questions...i want quiet and sound of the wind and river...i want this...



...or a floor like this...



...this security system...



...i want a lot, and at the same time too little.