Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Friday, January 25, 2008
waxing lyrical
When I look back on my ordinary, ordinary life,
I see so much magic, though I missed it at the time.
I'm not gonna write you a love song
Cause you asked for it
Cause you need one
You see, I'm not gonna write you a love song
Cause you tell me it's make or breakin' this
If you're on your way
I'm not gonna write you to stay
If all you have is leavin'
I'm gonna need a better reason
To write you a love song today
I see so much magic, though I missed it at the time.
I'm not gonna write you a love song
Cause you asked for it
Cause you need one
You see, I'm not gonna write you a love song
Cause you tell me it's make or breakin' this
If you're on your way
I'm not gonna write you to stay
If all you have is leavin'
I'm gonna need a better reason
To write you a love song today
Friday, January 18, 2008
You paid attention during 97% of high school!
85-100% You must be an autodidact, because American high schools don't get scores that high! Good show, old chap!
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Sunday, January 13, 2008
Saturday, January 12, 2008
It's one of those days, when it starts out well and then slowly spirals downward from there, with no real reason.
Was it the weather? No, it was fairly decent out today.
Was it what I did? No, I went to a meeting and then a yarn store.
Was it my company? Nope, still the same 2 cats and 1 dog.
Can't pinpoint what it is, but not a stellar day. Not as down as I was a few months ago when SFB decided to show his true colors.
As for future guys, waiting to hear from someone. Could be good, could be bad. I just hate the waiting, trying, disappointment.
Was it the weather? No, it was fairly decent out today.
Was it what I did? No, I went to a meeting and then a yarn store.
Was it my company? Nope, still the same 2 cats and 1 dog.
Can't pinpoint what it is, but not a stellar day. Not as down as I was a few months ago when SFB decided to show his true colors.
As for future guys, waiting to hear from someone. Could be good, could be bad. I just hate the waiting, trying, disappointment.
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