My Blue Heaven

I'm gonna put another quarter in the jukebox cuz I can't do this without a soundtrack.

Lazy on a Sunday. I've been woken up by the phone thrice, so I decided to stay up. Next decision: deciding where to eat before we go to TBS. I'm thinkin' Arby's, but Dave wants to Eat Fresh. I'm thinking we have far too many advertising slogans in our heads. It's probably like a parking garage. The important information is driving up and up and up, thinking the Folger's "best part of waking up" song is going to back out of it's spot, but never does. So when you need pertinent information on a test or something you have to take the elevator to the roof and find it double parked somewhere. Is this making any sense? Probably not, I'm tired.

I hope you're having a good time.

Why are we so shy sometimes? This is life -the only one you get- so get busy living or get busy dying. Who cares if you can't sing? Sing as loud as you can. So what if you don't have fashion sense? Wear what you like. If someone doesn't like you because of your voice or clothes, you don't want to know them anyway. Be yourself.

It's nice waking up to your voice.

Good day kids.