I do... it wasn't long ago when the napster was an essential part of the day! It would rejuvenate my soul with a dose of peace and quiet, bandage up my mommy wounds in preparation for the next round. My ears didn't ring from the constant white noise. The tension in my shoulders wasn't pinching my spine. I was functioning and didn't feel like a complete failure. BUT as I look around, one thing is clear... the napster has left the building.
Is there an 1-800 hotline for this condition? A pharmaceutical drug?? An illegal one? Wine perhaps? no no no... we have enough whine, that's the problem people!!!
It - was - just - ninety - minutes -a - day!
Oh napster, why you wanna leave me?