I just turned on my mp3 player, listened to “Tell Me Lies” by Fleetwood Mac, and promptly turned the player off again. I have no idea why.
It’s warming up again; the fleece is becoming superfluous.
I want a gazeebo like the one in The Sound of Music in my backyard when I grow up (thought there’s physically not much more “up” for me to grow).
I’m just going to photocopy the pages out of the book Ed and I are going to go through as I disciple him; neither Matt or me can find anyplace to buy the book outright.
The lyrics to “Drops of Jupiter” by Train are rather poetic, though, flipping through the lyrics of that song and others, I’d have to say they were unduly influenced by a certain song by Simon and Garfunkel called “April, Come She Will.” I’ve had at least one poem influenced by that song, however, so I can’t pass judgment.
And my monitor is acting up again. Dang it.
hmm
i see you changed it from Fire Truck to Dang It.
heh.
Brandi
Yeah… Looking back over it, it sounded crass, and it’s not something I normally say at all. “Dang it,” however, comes out of my mouth with an alarming regularity.