Making Mac n Cheese n Peas for dinner. My favourite.
The playlist for the past day has been as follows:
Poe: Could've Gone Mad
Enigma: Why
Kesha: Take It Off
65daysofstatic: Aren't We All Running?
65daysofstatic: Weak4
One Republic: Secrets
Coheed and Cambria: Black Rainbow
Poe: Not a Virgin Anymore
Rise Against: Hero of War
Poe: Wild
RHCP: Aeroplane
Jason Mraz: Plane
Anberlin: Feelgood Drag
Clint Black: Like the Rain
Groove Coverage: Moonlight Shadow
Without A Face: Baylor Squirrels
These New Puritans: Attack Music
Nightwatchman: One Man Revolution
Wheatus: Teenage Dirtbag
Nightwish: Over the Hill and Far Away
Tool: 46&2
Hurt: Wars
Gorillaz: Clint Eastwood
Kill Hannah: Lips Like Morphine
Rammstein: Das Model
Godsmack: Sick of Life
Submersed: Hollow
SoaD: IEAIEIO
All That Remains: Two Weeks
Elbow: Bones of You
Elbow: One Day of This
Elbow: Grounds for Divorce
White Stripes: Hardest Button to Button
White Stripes: Icky Thump
The food is delicious.
Tomorrow is my Public Speaking final. We have to give a "best man" speech, was going to annoy Lona with it and do it with her and some ill chosen guy. But then on my way to school this morning, it hit me what I could do.
Tomorrow, RJ is getting his wedding toast. It's an action I probably would be doing in some alternate universe where we all weren't pyros when we were younger, or he was more careful in his escapades in the service.
Ah, the Dandy Warhols just came on. The irony does not escape me.
Either way, that rat bastard is getting his toast, and it's going to be good.
A long time ago, we used to be friends, but I haven't thought of you lately at all,
Angel
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