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Oh yeah, it's been great. Several duets and a love song to my wardrobe later the curse of the birthday is still on. I've been doing my best to stay away from everyone because the last thing I need is to get all expoundy with more people than I already have.
I spent most of my party trying to be elsewhere because you know I just didn't want to know what was going to come out of my mouth at any time. At least I don't sing Manilow like some people I could mention.
I tried to avoid Spike too, I mean I did just have that wonderful sing along with Angel in the Magic Box and I didn't want to talk about it, and apparently the more you don't want to talk about something the more you want to sing about it. So I was being standoffy girlfriend, you know, patrol...hide in the bushes when you see your boyfriend coming kind of thing.
He finally caught up with me and it wasn't pretty.
I really didn't want to do it, but he sang then I sang and now he's all upset and not talking to me...which after the stuff we sang at each other really is kind of for the best.
He doesn't get it, Angel was my first love that's not something that goes away. It's not like that makes all the loves that come after it less or not as good or something lame like that, it's just different.
Now why couldn't I sing stuff like that at him?
I spent most of my party trying to be elsewhere because you know I just didn't want to know what was going to come out of my mouth at any time. At least I don't sing Manilow like some people I could mention.
I tried to avoid Spike too, I mean I did just have that wonderful sing along with Angel in the Magic Box and I didn't want to talk about it, and apparently the more you don't want to talk about something the more you want to sing about it. So I was being standoffy girlfriend, you know, patrol...hide in the bushes when you see your boyfriend coming kind of thing.
He finally caught up with me and it wasn't pretty.
I really didn't want to do it, but he sang then I sang and now he's all upset and not talking to me...which after the stuff we sang at each other really is kind of for the best.
He doesn't get it, Angel was my first love that's not something that goes away. It's not like that makes all the loves that come after it less or not as good or something lame like that, it's just different.
Now why couldn't I sing stuff like that at him?