And I Fucking Hate That Song

Come last Sunday my shit started sucking fucking balls. Today at work wasn't the hottest. I got home and got a call from my sister who told me she found my old old computer. "I went through the iTunes and it was all the horrible stuff you listen too," she said, "but then I found some Milkshake by Kelis and I was proud to be your sister." I asked her if she deleted any of it because the only reason I keep old electronics is the dream of one day recovering my old music stash. "Yeah, what's it to you? For all you know that computer could be in the landfill somewhere," she said. I asked her if she deleted the Beck collection. Every fucking song I think he ever made available to even the smallest public. "Yeah, except for that Loser song." 

I hung up my phone and turned it off. Then I started to cry.