January 31, 2005


le pant. le heave.

First of all, it looks like Grandma Jewell won the birthday present contest this year and got a wonderful boquet of flowers from me. Unfortunately I didn't have time and I was driving in a light mist/snow so I couldn't talk to her much longer than confirming she received them.

My lunch time is precious to me. It's my time away from phones and to listen to the full versions of the million songs that get stuck in my head. However, for some unknown reason I devoted 3 minutes of my lunch hour today to sitting in my car singing along to When I Come Around by Green Day. Suddenly I was 10 years old. It was the most awesome moment of the month by far.

I got a voicemail from Mr. Hollis with Wells Fargo saying I got approved to take over my car loan from my Dad. Let's hope it knocks the payments down at least $50 a month...please...pretty pretty please.


I heard you crying loud,
all the way across town
You've been searching for that someone,
and it's me out on the prowl
As you sit around feeling sorry for yourself
Don't get lonely now
Dry your whining eyes
I'm just roaming for the moment
Sleazin' my back yard so don't get so uptight
you been thinking about ditching me

No time to search the world around
Cause you know where I'll be found
When I come around

I heard it all before
So don't knock down my door
I'm a loser and a user so I don't need no accuser
to try and slag me down because I know you're right
So go do what you like
Make sure you do it wise
You may find out that your selfdoubt means nothing
was ever there

You can't go forcing something if it's just
not right

No time to search the world around
Cause you know where I'll be found
When I come around
When I come around

Posted by Courtney at January 31, 2005 12:27 PM
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