“Oh, Looks Like Rain, I Can Feel It in My Bones . . .”
2005 May 25
To quote someone who is older than me (and will always be older than me – I’ll be pushing him around in a wheelchair on road trips): I’m old! Gimmee, gimmee, GIMMEE!!
Same rules apply now as they did then: Nobody sing, damnit.
P.S. Did I just get myself into a whole load of trouble? I mean, pissing someone off the day before you see them? Will I be regretting it tomorrow night when I’m subjected to hours and hours of "Roxanne" sung in an annoying voice right into my poor ear? Uh-oh.
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I don’t know – I never would have come up with it myself of course, but now that you mention it, that whole singing Police songs in an E. voice for hours idea does sound awfully appealing.
Seriously though, happy birthday. Hope you finish up all your work early and get a chance to relax. And enjoy your cake.
As for me, I absolutely cannot wait to get out of here.
I really need to stop giving you ideas. You come up with great ones on your own – I shouldn’t be aiding and abetting you in my misery.
You’ll get to taste the cake, too, you know. And thanks for the happy wishes – it’s been a good one so far. And work is this close to being done.
And as for me, I absolutely cannot wait until you get out of there and get over here. :D