Feb 04, 2004 15:56
Tuesday morning,
Im working through the irony...
of how shes lying next to me.
I feel so dumb, I think you know. Oh you know.
Saturday. Dusted off the four year heart.
Boston's gonna come apart.
Thought I'd let you know it's on my mind. It's on my mind.
Aren't you the girl?
Aren't you the girl?
Aren't you the girl?
...the girl for me.
Pappas' son is much too weird to comprehend. Good singer though. E-mail from Lindsey and I almost jumped out of my skin to read something from her. Even though I saw her yesterday...it's kind of hard to speak to each other in a rehearsal. Plus she was outlandishly tired. It was good to see her though.