For T-Money
There's something distinctly Paul McCartney about this song, beginning with "And when she cries...".
Not that I'm relating the lyrics there or otherwise to T-Money, only that maybe she could appreciate the musical likeness. I think it's done better, but I can be so unreasonably anti-Paul.
And it's really up in the air if I'll be going to Of Montreal on Monday. I want to very much, but I have one of my incompletes to finish by the 1st, along with a test that day, a test this coming Monday and Thursday. I dunno. I want to shoot myself for slacking, for I've apparently shot my feet so many times before, recently.
Oh, and when are those books due back? I bought another ID, so maybe I should get them under my name...?