My neighbor called me out this morning for not acknowledging his salutation as he passed me, swearing into his cell phone, as he was going upstairs. I walked to my car and then he walked over and asked what my problem was. Where should I start? Did I mention the time that he knocked on my door and asked for an apple with a glossy look in his eyes? He settled for a carrot, but never mention why he apparrently needed it so badly. I question if he even remembers that. I question that he's either bi-polar or on drugs. My family is never sure which Philip we're going to meet day to day. I said I was sorry for any offense he might have taken and he tells me to say hello when he says hi to me.

Dumb story short - this is a quick vent mix. I haven't needed one for a very long time. Thanks Phil, I had a good happy streak going, douche nozzle. I can't think now that I'm at work, so here is my mix.