lyrics misheard by my little brother

Jun 02, 2007 01:53

The Pussycat Dolls say: "Loosen up my buttons, babe..."
Thomas hears: "Loosen up, my butt is big..."

Haha. :D

Less inane entries coming sometime soonish. I've been trying to "clear my head" lately, which always ends up being a joke, because that's the time when the thoughts start flooding in so that I can make sense of them. Good thoughts, though; good thoughts. I've been trying to keep myself more busy and less isolated since I got back from Maine and it seems to be helping with the depression issues a good bit. The problem is that I get socially isolated, because of laziness and sleeping all day or just a plain lack of people to do stuff with, and that makes me depressed, which in turn causes me to withdraw even more... and so on and so forth. It's a vicious cycle, and though I do know that I have unresolved issues from my past and a bit of growing up yet to do in some ways, I'm fairly certain that just getting out of the house helps a lot, and that's something that I can easily do for myself; and for free, too. Though "getting out" for me frequently involves a stop to one fast-food eatery or another, or to a store. Haha. ;)

Warmer weather is helping, too. I saw this guy Chad I went to high school with in the doctor's office yesterday and he said something about how New York is now officially the most expensive state to live in, as far as cost of gas and things of that nature. I'm not sure how true that is, but like I said to him, "Then what the hell am I doing here? I may as well move to California."

Any reason, even a false one, is reason enough for me to make that move at this point, after this last winter. Lake-effect snow can eat my ass and balls. :)

thomas, depression, lyrics

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