dance in the rain. know that you're young no matter what anyone tells you or even if its difficult to stand up after sitting for a long time...

the sailors say
"brandy
you're a fine girl
what a gooood wiiiife
you would be
yea your eyes
could steal the sailor
from the sea"...
dooo do doodoo do dooo do doodoo dooo
....
the sailor said
"brandy,
you're a find girl
what a gooood wiiiife
you would be
but my life, my love and my lady
is the sea"...

listening to [when they come for me, i'll be sitting at my desk with a gun in my hand wearin a bullet-proof vest, singin 'my my my how the time does fly when you know you're gonna die by the end of the night'] catch-22. i'm also eating chocolate pudding and waiting for the cows to come home. the rain starts on friday according to the most recent forecast.
i'm broke.
i really wish i had something interesting i could say without offending anyone ::COUGHPAMPCOUGH::. or having it taken the wrong way. or without feeling like maybe i shouldn't say that because it might make someone feel bad.
i'm gonna read for a couple minutes, exercise, and be done with the day....
yea right. i'll be up late. guaranteed.

i will leave you with this...

if you aren't part of the solution,
you're part of the problem.
i am part of the problem.
AND I LOVE IT.
ahem. goodnight dears. sweet dreams and much love.