Jun 27, 2005 01:44
Sing me something soft,
Sad and delicate,
Or loud and out of key,
Sing me anything,
we're glad for what we've got,
Done with what we've lost
Our whole lives laid out right in front of us
Tonight was fun. There was Sonic's ("OKAY! FOr the THIRD TIME! A NUMBER SEVEN WITH SPRITE AND A FUCKING CORN DOG!"), fireworks in an empty parking lot, shopping cart racing in the rain, and dancing to accoustic songs. It was a good day, and I was with good people. Tomorrow I have work. Oh well.