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Oh, I'm gonna be wounded
Oh, I'm gonna be your wound
Oh, I'm gonna bruise you
Oh, you're gonna be my bruise

Question / Rhett Miller

"Question"

She woke from a dream
Her head was on fire
Why was he so nervous
He took her to the park
She crossed her arms and
Lowered her eye lids

Someday somebody's gonna ask you
A question that you should say yes to
Once in your life
Maybe tonight
Ive got a querstion for you

She'd had no idea
Started to cry
She said in a good way
He took her by the hand
Walked her back home
They took the long way

Someday somebody's gonna ask you
A question that you should say yes to
Once in your life
Maybe tonight
Ive got a question for you

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Sometimes I feel like my timing is bad, my cartography's off, and my standards are messed up. The prospect is probable and depressing that I will find another person who has his own thing going on with no room in his heart or life for me. The former is not what I worry about, but how it plays out is where I get screwed. Throwing them out the window is an option but then what am I left with? My values and expectations are what keep me from picking the good from the bad. The potentially successful relationships from those that are doomed.

Lately I've been thinking that it would be nice to be in love for real before I really lost sight of what that really means.

I'm a cheeseball

Mario f/Gucci Mane

Break Up
The beat is so enticing, exciting, makes me want to move.
Don't know about the lyrics though.

Juno's Dad

"Look, in my opinion the best thing you can do is find a person who loves you for exactly what you are. Good mood, bad mood, ugly, pretty, handsome, what-have-you. The right person is still going to think the sun shines out of your ass. That's the kind of person that's worth sticking with."

Keep or return?

People in my life have told me that I am too quick to settle. There was one time I ordered my salad to have dressing on the side because I think that most restaurants over-drench their greens with it and I'd like to add just enough. My salad instead came out with dressing on top, but rather than send it back to the kitchen I decided to eat it. I didn't want to trouble the kitchen and waitstaff and have them throw away food on my behalf. My cousin with whom I was dining told me that I was a pushover and characterized me as a person who would settle for less than what I expect.

Imagine my dilemma when I receive the above shirt that wasn't exactly what I wanted. I ordered it from a booth at the health expo before the Disneyland half marathon, where the sales lady told me I could order any of the shirts in any of the styles they have. There was a long sleeve cream-colored one that I could have purchased on-site and satisfied my American need for immediate gratification but instead I decided to customize and wait because I don't really wear long sleeve shirts. I chose a tri-blend short sleeve tee in heather blue (see this for heather blue color) to have the same writing as the top in the picture. But I instead got a cotton long sleeve tee in sky blue. At least they got the style right in the color font I wanted. I was so excited to get the package because I LOVE the writing--Just not the color and the sleeve length.

So i pitch the question out to the world: Would I be a weak sucker if I kept it? Or should I be picky and send it back?

The Frisky

Stumbled upon a blog today and found an amusing article: The Mind Of Man: How We Say “I Love You” (Without Actually Saying, “I Love You”)