You know what's the worst? When you like a song for years, but you never really knew who it was or the name of the song. You'd just hear it on the radio now and then. And then years later your brother blasts the song and you rock out to it. And as the song ends you glance over to the computer to see who it is and its freakin' Limp Bizkit.
Gosh cleaning is a never-ending chore! I need to become rich so I can employ a butler. A nice hot butler that will wear a fancy uniform. sigh...until then.
I'm so completely exhausted. and I had a dream that I was in a teen movie and making out with NPH, wtf subconscious? Dezzie is away at work and I was suppose to wake up early to work on research stuff. Now I should probably get ready and explore the city (i.e find something to eat). A part of me is tempted to stay in bed till Dezzie gets home.