Saturday, August 20, 2005

Mid-morning.

Sometimes I get up and say, "Today I am going to do (insert something to get done here)". Then I jump back into bed, turn on the T.V. and throw in a DVD. Thank goodness for breakfast in bed.


Lyrics of the morning: Everclear -- I will buy you a new life


I hate those people who love to tell you

Money is the root of all that kills

They have never been poor

They have never had the joy of a welfare christmas


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