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From the ghost land of the easy life.

14 May 2006

i don't care what they say, i won't stay in a world without love :
I was trying to get online before now. I was trying but the roommates/bandwidth hogs - were preventing me. I freaked them out by letting the dinner I was mking alone in the overn, and apparently the timer on the oven going off for maybe 30 seconds => is justification to be pissy assholes about it - but not justification to go and turn off the oven. So they're freaking out at me about how irresponsible I am for not watching the oven and taking the time to call my mom for mother's day. I didn't burn dinner, nothing was even smoking - but the beeping of tha alarm raised everyone's blood pressure and they had to speak out about it. No knock on my dor or check it themselves - just yell and make a fuss when I went to look. Well at least I know who will survive a fire alarm. They might hear it but they won't do anything about it.

Aside from that I had an amusing weekend. I was then returned to work to meet the regulars, on my corner - and hear the tales of my abnormality. It turns out flirt guy is 27. I didn't ask him, the guy next to me did after flirt guy shared he's had a stroke and is currently having chest pains. It wasn't a conversation I was directly involved in. I was just listening. Flirt guy did ask me if I ever had chest pains and I had to answer honestly - no. I said that if he were a girl I'd have a ready answer => you're bra's too tight. I've never had chest pain that couldn't be alleviated by taking off my bra. He asked me not to make him laugh because he wasn't wearing his bra today. Seriously the guy is cute - and other than that I think he's probably the most long suffering person whose stories I don't know. He's a walking wreck just this side of a body bag. If I find out one more sad thing about the state he's in I might just cry, right there infront of him.

Now onto the interesting things, Mental Furball TOP TEN:

10) the grace - neverending white lights
9) kickstart my heart - motley crue
8) no reason to cry out your eyes - hawksley workman
7) it's all about the benjamins - puff daddy
6) walkaway - kelly clarkson
5) out of my head - mobile
4) virgin state of mind - k's choice
3) ps I live you - the all american rejects
2) cherry pie - warrant
1) c'mon c'mon - the von bondies

C'mon C'mon
The Von Bondies

On another day c'mon c'mon
With these ropes I tied can we do no wrong
Now we grieve cause now is gone
Things were good when we were young

With my teeth locked down I can see the blood
Of a thousand men who have come and gone
Now we grieve cause now is gone
Things were good when we were young

Is it safe to say? (c'mon c'mon)
Was it right to leave? (c'mon c'mon)
Will I ever learn? (c'mon c'mon)
(c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon)

As I make my way c'mon c'mon
These better nights that seem too long
Now we grieve cause now is gone
Things were good when we were young

With my teeth locked down I can see the blood
Of a thousand men who have come and gone
Now we grieve cause now is gone
Things were good when we were young

Is it safe to say? (c'mon c'mon)
Was it right to leave? (c'mon c'mon)
Will I never learn? (c'mon c'mon)
(c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon)

Is it safe to say? (c'mon c'mon)
Was it right to leave? (c'mon c'mon)
Will I never learn? (c'mon c'mon)
(c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon)

And know this day these deepened wounds don't heal so fast
Can't hear me croon of a million lies that speak no truth
Of a time gone by that now is through

Keep blogging.
ghost writer Ambrrrr at 11:25 AM

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