Jun 02, 2004 10:22
So imagine being beaten to death with glissandos of perfect harmonies, you know what I mean-those harmonies so perfect they hurt your chest, what would you bleed?
Or, if you could be drowned in lyrics that remove your heart from your body one cubic millimeter at a time, each time you hear them speak about that perfect love you havent had in years... If you never knew that perfect love, would you still drown?
It's a beautiful day out today... it looks as if the warm weather is finally coming back (yay, no more winter jackets while cooking on the grill!) I have to work in Groton tonight. Well, today/tonight.
If you've heard there's a party or get-together here tonight, there isn't. That's lovely Bethany planning a party at my house on a night when I don't get home from work until midnight and my mom has to wake up the next morning at 4. So spread the word.
I have to take a shower and prepare to meet the day.
Supposedly, we have this apartment. Supposedly.