No, You Cannot Get A Discount For No Goddamn Reason

End of story.
I am very grumpy. Consider yourself warned.

Musical Quote of the Day

"I find the map and draw a straight line
Over rivers farms and state lines
The distance from me to where you'd be
It's only finger lengths that I see
I touch the place
Where I'd find your face
My fingers in creases
Of distant dark places

I hang my coat up in the first bar
There is no peace that I've found so far
The laughter penetrates my silence
As drunken men find flaws in science

Their words mostly noises
Ghosts with just voices
Your words in my memory
Are like music to me

I'm miles from where you are
I lay down on the
Cold ground
I pray that something picks me up
And sets me down in your
Warm arms"

-Snow Patrol with Martha Wainwright Title: Set the Fire to the Third Bar
Don't let me listen to this song when I am in a bad mood. Like right now, for instance.