|08:23 am - Who's gonna steal the Peanut Butter? I got the can of sardines. . .|
"I'm in love with a fast movin' angel
Who dresses like the city girls do.
When we're apart there's no ache in my heart
When we're together we're a hell of a crew."
I'm a bit tired :) Had 4 hours of sleep, so I'm not totally sure what's actually happening.
I spent yesterday trying to come up with names and situations. I was trying to remember all the girls I've kissed (and been kissed by). It came to ten, which is a pretty low number, I think. Once I've figured the damn thing out, you guys might get lucky and I might post it here, but you'll probably have to go to my website, because I prefer to send people there (it's actually already uploaded in its current state, but it isn't linked, so you have to be creative to find it). Some people might be more surprised at who is missing than who is actually there.
Current Mood: tired
Current Music: "Death of an Unpopular Poet", -JB