sleepy musings and random song lyrics

Gwen says I should blog again. I've personally never even spoken to Gwen, but I know many others who hold her in high regard. Plus, she's adorable.

I hear words and quips and phrases
I think sick like ginger ale
my stomach turns and I exhale

I really prefer serif fonts. I wonder why I don't use one here?

It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do

(I am in complete awe that those are the actual lyrics to "Africa". I always thought they were something more..... poetic.)

I can't live without Prozac. Isn't that a bitch?

bop bop ba da da da da da da da da
doo doo doodoo doo doo doo doo and you

I buy Tristan new socks every two weeks. There are never any of Tristan's socks in the wash. I am convinced that Tristan is eating his socks.

thoity doity boids
sittin on the coib
choipin and boipin and eatin doity oithwoims

I can't think of anything else I would like to say. I need to go to sleep.