Come on can't you dance again for me?
The Paul McCartney show was a trip. Halfway down memory lane I entered into a state of bliss. It was great. Tonight goes to the moon and to the rest comes the soul. Most of next week is just work, school sleep. Friday I either do the date auction or go to michigan state. Choices are a burden that all men and women must wear in order to be themselves. But I digress. Have fun, don't get too serious.