Ahem. To the tune of INXS's "Mediate" (which starts a little past the 3-minute mark):
2008
Had best be great
It needs to rate
As a year of Fate
Where Hate abates
So better traits
Like Love, I state
Can aggregate
(Or "put on weight")
And fill our slate
With happy dates
We'd celebrate
For twelve months straight
And more (why wait?);
'Cause it's our fate
To repopulate
The Happy State
...the happy state...the happy state...the happy state...
*sax solo*
Have a better year, everyone.
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- Current Mood:
creative
- Current Music:Elmer Bernstein's score to "Ghostbusters"
Comments
(Lyric that didn't fit in mine: "Is there a worse show than ElimiDate?" But it amused me, so it's noted!)
Need to be the real me.
It's hard under all of the Weight O' CrapTM a lot of us have been under, hasn't it? I've felt weighed down, too. To quote more Queen, I want to break free...I want to break free... So I know something of what you're feeling. Best of the good luck, sir.
Oh, and for future you-reference, the Southern food restaurant I wanted to recommend to you is The Silver Fork. 3800 Rainier Ave. South. You'll like it. (Here's another listing. Google is my friend.)
Trying to do good now: I've been cleaning. Today seems like a good day to throw out stuff. (I have a literal as well as a metaphorical Weight O' CrapTM on me.)
Get better, sir. Always a good goal.
...So as I was saying, I like pudding.