To be sure, this has been the longest ongoing journal that I've had. But as is obvious in the dwindling number of entries that I have written this year, I've grown rather weary of updating it. Perhaps it's because I've lost all my previous reasons to write:
(1) I used to be Lonely Boy (N.B. I make no claims of being as cool a Lonely Boy as Dan
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To the east side.
To a deluxe apartment in the sky.
Movin on up
To the east side.
We finally got a piece of the pie.
Fish don't fry in the kitchen;
Beans don't burn on the grill.
Took a whole lotta tryin'
Just to get up that hill.
Now we're up in the big leagues
Gettin' our turn at bat.
As long as we live, it's you and me baby
There ain't nothin wrong with that.
Well we're movin on up,
To the east side.
To a deluxe apartment in the sky.
Movin on up
To the east side.
We finally got a piece of the pie.
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Hey let's talk soon! I'm sure we've both got lots to tell :p
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Yeah, we should talk soon! Updates galore!
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