Current location:	in my butthole
Current mood:	contemplative
Current music:	lifetime(as stated) and Jets to Brazil - In the Summer's When You Really Know

song of the week
Lifetime - Northbound breakdown

Across the station it's a fact, there ain't no place left to stop
too far away for me to hold cupboards empty T.V.'s sold
Come along come down and see come down your stairs I'm waiting
It's almost time for us to go, won't you open up your door

I hope your in your car right now
Turning this shit up so loud
I hope your in the mood to
tune into my favorite station

Across the nation it's a fact, you ain't ever coming back
Car is running out of gas, push it up the overpass
Come along come down and sing about this voice they're making
You stayed away too long, so I wrote for you this song

I hope your in your car right now
Turning this shit up so loud
I hope your in the mood to
tune into my favorite station

Sweetie pie come along, come along, come down your stairs
Don't make me wait too long, come along, cuz summer's here





I had a dream last night...or this morning. Ty and myself and lyz were thinking about moving in together. Lyz can't do it, which I really really really don't hold it against her whatsoever (not dream part). (dream part now commencing)for some reason, it made me think about something from the past. When ty chrissy and I were younger, we would see this house on the corner of hampton when we'd walk back to the 8 mile house. ty and chrissy would always say that that was their dream home. funny thing was, ty was living there, and chrissy adn terrell were gonna have a room (shows how long ago this was) and I felt left out because it was their joke thing and I wasn't in on it. I then proclaimed that I'd be the weird lazy guy hanging in the basement like the couch dude from Half Baked...except without the extensive pot use. Chrissy and ty never really gave in on me being there in their dream home, but I felt like I was. And I thought about this. Considering that the house that ty has established for us, I really wanted to turn the basement into a room, and in my head it played out as ty gets a room and chrissy gets a room kinda like our dream home on hampton...except in bfnw on hall. Now doesn't it seem really odd to have such a nearly forgotten memory come in at the most convenient moment? WEEEIIIIRRRDDDD. *sigh* But since we don't have a third, we have no real chance at the house until we do. CHrissy doesn't care for ty now a days. so I still think it's a dream that the two best friends I had in my youth would share a house with me. It'd be fucking weirdly great to have such an occurance in my life, but I don't think so. I think I'm just weird right now. I've wanted to move out and the house is nice, but shit...I duno. It's like one of those really bad sitcom moments where the hero, yours truly (TO SOUND COMPLETELY NARCISSISTIC), is still stuck on square one thus continuing the series for another season...





because I know all of you like watching...don't look at me that way...