We Could Burn This Town

Do you ever get that clogged feeling in your chest that feels like your heart is filling up with saturated fat? I hate that. I need to eat healthier. This can't be good for me.

I don't like it when that kid talks gay because I like him better straight. Who wouldn't? (Minus the gay guys, anyway.)

I wish the MAE guy sang like this in real life. Their live show was all wrong. They need me to come along and set the stage, the aura, the atmosphere for them. Think they'd take me along?

I ended up putting 'Finding Neverland' in anyway. I should probably just go to bed, considering I'm getting a little sleepy and have to wake up early tomorrow. But I figure that 15 hours I got on Wednesday night/Thursday morning will help make up for any sleep I'm losing tonight.

I hate the term "shut-eye."

Besides, I never wanted to be one of those people who went to bed because they were bored. What a horrible, horrible reason. So, in goes the movie. Maybe I'll do a review later. Or maybe I'll just say that like all the other promises I break and never deliver. I don't want to write a review. And I'm pretty sure you don't want to read one.

I'm also beginning to cultivate a dislike for peripheral vision.