After browsing some blogs that other people keep [I hear your cries of "NERD!!" from here], I realize that a lot of people have far too much time on their hands. Some of these people seriously write pages and pages a day. Of course, this is my fourth post of the day. But it is the weekend, and I'm waiting on my stupid computer to finish downloading a song...so what else could I do?
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Anyway, I hope my blog's not awfully boring like some of these that people dedicate their lives to. I just like to write and since there aren't any magazines or anything around to work at, and our "city"'s paper is...[insert adjective here], I take out my writing whims on the internet. So there.
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And now iTunes has finished with my song, but still - I type. The patter of keys fits nicely with my current serenade of The Beatles.
Hmmmm...so that this post has some sort of purpose, here are the lyrics to another of my favorite songs.
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"YOU OWE ME AN I.O.U." by Hot Hot Heat
He was in the habit of taking things for granted
Granted, there wasn't much for him to take
And the only thing constant was the constant reminder he'd never change
Tight fisted with his compliments, it didn't seem to bother him
that talk is even cheaper told in bulk
And the only thing constant was the constant reminder
He'd never change
And so she yelled at him:
You owe me an IOU - owe me an IOU
You owe me an IOU
Don't think that I'll forget
You owe me an IOU - owe me an IOU
You owe me an IOU
Don't think that I'll forget
I know what I should get this time
She was in the habit of reapplying makeup
Makeup eaten up by crocodile tears
And the only thing constant was the constant reminder she'd never change
Overtly individual - covertly traditional
She couldn't seem to make up her mind
And the only thing constant was the constant reminder she'd never change
And so he yelled at her:
You owe me an IOU - owe me an IOU
You owe me an IOU
Don't think that I'll forget
You owe me an IOU - owe me an IOU
You owe me an IOU
Don't think that I'll forget
I know what I should get this time (yeah)
Oh...What is it real?
I don't know
But, I'll act as if it is
What's the deal? I don't know
But, I'll act as if it is what I think that it is
If it is, then this might just work
They were in the habit of taking things for granted
Granted, they never quite knew what they had
And the only thing constant was the constant reminder they'd never change
And so they yelled out loud:
You owe me an IOU - owe me an IOU
You owe me an IOU
Don't think that I'll forget
You owe me an IOU - owe me an IOU
You owe me an IOU
Don't think that I'll forget
I know what I should get
Yeah I know what I should get this time
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Gotta love that...and them. A bunch of Canadian guys...I like the twangy sort of accent.
Well...it's about to storm. So before I die from being shocked from the computer or anyone reading this dies of boredom, I had better get off and go...do something.
Until next time...
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