Hot Water Music

I am listening to Hot Water Music and I have just picked up my chair and thrown it at my neighbor. My computer is next. I am doing karate kicks, screaming out the words. I have convinced my female boss to get on my back, where she will able to more adequately perform the "windmill" as I run in the middle of the circle pit I have just started.

I am still sitting here. Reality fucking sucks. Could I do my job on LSD? I wonder. It might be better. It might be worse though. I am scared that could be possible. This job is hell. I wonder what sins I have committed in a past life to warrant this. I have vague recollections of having sex with a religious figure whom I will allow to remain nameless.