We will become silhouettes

So I don't know what's up with all the Postal Service titles, although there's only two. Still seems like a lot. I've just been listening to them lately. I bathed my dawgs yesterday. They look so clean and soft and handsome. I cut Otties hair like Bob Dylan again, he likes it. He doesn't like his hair going over his left eye, ruins all of his stealthily bird and cricket attacks. Enough with my dogs, I love mac nerds.

I'll edit this later. I also finally ditched my old iHome and just stole my sisters computer speakers which I can manually make a grossly heavy bass line :)


"And if my brain quits, well I guess then that's just it. And if my hands stop working you can call me lazy. I've been trying to nod my head but it's like I've got a broken neck. Wanting to say 'I will' as my last testament. For you to be brave and me to be saved we don't have to walk down that isle, well if marriage isn't enough, well at least we'll be loved."

p.s. At 1:31 pm, I defeated my first war head.