Happy is a yuppie word...

We won our football game, but not as handily as we would have thought. They were down a player all game, but still managed to get more than half our points. Still a win, but not the blowout we had hoped for.

I fence in Midland in just over two weeks, and I'm not looking forward to anything more than that at the moment. After that we'll be fencing all day at NMU for a grudge tournament, and that's what I'm looking forward to the second most.

In the immortal words of Bob Dylan: "Happy is a yuppie word"

In the words of Switchfoot:

Everyone dies
Everyone loves a fight
Nothing is sound
Nothing is right side right
Evening comes, when the sun goes down in red
Nothing is cool
When will all the fighting end
When will all the fighting end

Happy is a yuppie word
Nothing in the world could fail me now
It's empty as an argument
I'm running down a life that won't cash out (cash out)

Everything fails
Everything runs it's course
A time and a place, for all of this loving war
Everyone buys, everyone's gotta price, and nothing is new
When will all the failures rise
When will all the failures rise, rise!

Happy is a yuppie word
Nothing in the world could fail me now
It's empty as an argument
I'm running down a life that won't cash out

Happy is a yuppie word
Blessed is the man who's lost it all
Happy is a yuppie word (word)

Looking for an orphanage
I'm looking for a bridge I can't burn down
I don't believe the emptiness
I'm looking for the kingdom coming down
Everything is meaningless
I want more than simple cash can buy
Happy is a yuppie word