Another Day My Of Life Wasted

I knew today was going to be a total piece of shit from the second I got on the freeway. There was some insane accident so it took me over 2 hours to get to work, which had me wanting to just say F it and turn around and go home. Upon arrival at work shit was immediately hitting the fan, and it continued throughout the day. 15 hours later when I finally finished up, I hopped in my car and blasted the "Nyyyyaaaaahhhhhh Metal Mix" compliments of my friend Kris (the only good time I had all day), and sped home as fast as I could thinking about how much I love being a part of the Rat Race.