bummerz: (BETA)

msp we are in the process of adopting from ethiopia, hit me up at email address if you ever want to discuss it

better year, better times. courage!

James Brown "Goodbye My Love (Parts 1 and 2)" from "Say it Loud: I'm Black and I'm Proud"

You know sometimes a man
Or a woman makes a mistake
Try to find a reason for making a mistake
But there's no reason to make a mistake
The only thing you do when
You make a mistake is say, "I'm sorry."
It takes a man or a woman to say, "I'm sorry."
It takes a fool to walk away

So right here I want to say, "I'm sorry."
I don't know where you are
But you know I need you
Now there's one more thing I'd like to say right here
I could say, "Maybe, you just don't understand."
I could say, "Baby, I believe you got another man."
And then I could say, "I just can't help myself."
But I wouldn't be a man
And then I could say, "Maybe you don't have nothing left."
But I want you to know: I still love you
Oh no matter where you go, I still love you
Whoa, oh! [Take it down Jimmy]
Goodbye my love, throwing me away!
Goodbye my love

There's one more thing: you know to have
Someone to worry when you worry
To feel the need of a real person
When your friends drop you behind
To kill your anger just by being nice and kind
I could say if you leave, "It wouldn't bother me ."
But I know that would be a lie
Cause Baby, deep down inside you part of me
But I want you to know and I don't care who knows
I still love you!
Whoa, oh, I still love you!
Whoa, oh! [Take it down Jimmy]

Now looky here,
You always been in my corner
Never let me me be a loner
There's one more thing I'd like to say right here
You told me
That no one would ever be able to take my place
That every time the feeling was nice and you fall in my embrace
You said everything would be alright
You had no other love
No other, no other person in your sight
You said there would be another
There would never, never, never be another
And I believed you
I believed you
Yes, I believed you
Cause I want you to know
I still love you!
Whoa, oh!
I still love you!
I don't care who knows!
No, whoa! [Take it down Jimmy]

Goodbye my love
You're throwing me away
Goodbye my love
You're throwing me away
You're throw, You're throwing me away!
You walked away from me
Tell me where I
You walked away from me
There's one more thing
There's one more thing I got to say right here
There's one more thing I got to say right here

I still love you!
Whoa, oh, yeah!
I still love you!
Whoa, oh, oh!!!! [Take it down Jimmy]

Goodbye my love!
So long baby!
Goodbye my love!
You're throwing me away!
You're throwing me away!
You're throwing me away!

295. sick, or getting there.
296. two hour O'Hare layover tomorrow.

297b. decided to play some records. my collection (all of about 10 records) is mysteriously missing. theory: older sister took with her when she moved to dc. if asked, she will vehemently deny this, but it will be totally obvious cause she'll make up some bullshit story about how she got 10 of the exact same records i'm missing.

298. i really need to stop whining but i'm feeling so frustrated right now :-\

"dating" can be fun as long as you don't take it seriously or expect to meet the love of your life. people are disappointing and stupid, but occasionally they're cute. it's not so horrific to go out and have a few beerz with someone attractive and maybe make out with them. but if you treat it as a big existential thing you'll end up wanting to slit your wrists.

-- dunking doughnuts (jb...), December 27th, 2006. (get bent) (later) (link)

cosign!

i am so super-sorry i couldn't make noise drinks
:-(

anyway, at least i'm back now and can finally relax a little after a week of insane familytime.

...as well as: tv room full of dirty dishes (a couple of which still had half-eaten meals in them), living room full of dirty dishes, MY BEDROOM full of dirty dishes, beer cans/bottles everywhere (like EVERYWHERE, on top of guitar amps, piano, perched on the edge of computer desk, in BATHROOM [more than half of which with cigarette ashes]), after I meticulously cleaned the shit out of the house before the week+ away, aka HOORAY FOR ROOMMATES AND THEIR BENDERS