This is NOt the SaMe as my Other POsT!!!!?!?!?!!!?!!! I persisted with my earlier attempts, but to no avail. So, I simply gave up and watched "I Love the 80s Strikes Back: 1986 & 1987", which I find unbelievably amusing. Sarah and I also argued about how old Kevin was when they started going out. Upon finally calling Kevin and getting his input, it was determined that I was right. Sad? A little. My day was so exhilarating. Really. It was, what with all of the sitting around and listening to the radio, waiting for the stupid little announcement to come on (my cue to call in). If you don't know what a thrill a day spent listening to the radio and waiting with phone in hand, then dialing, hearing a bloody busy signal, hanging up, re-dialing, and repeating the entire process over and over again is, then I don't believe you have ever truly lived. PSYCH! Dude, there was this guy outside of Bonnie's last night, he was the security guard person or something, and he was quite hot, I must say. AND he had an accent! But he smoked and was older. What a bloody shame. =/ Yeah, so any road, last night was pretty fun. Hanging out, walking, beaching. Hahaha. We beached ourselves. And created fire. Then got French fries. Good ol' Jack'o. Mmmmm... I am going to be a Rolling Stone! No moss for me. And I can pretend I'm British. Sounds good to me, yes. =) That is what I will do. Obsession? I think not. Muahahaahahaaaa. "Satisfaction" is on the radio!!! Big deal? Unusual? No. SO what? Who are yo to judge? ANyway I want it, that's the way I need it. AAahhhhhhh! Journey! Run for cover! But I kind of like this song. So? Was I asking? Sorry. Away to my sacred ace record stash! In goes...which record shall I choose? Hmm...how about this one with the wonderful graffiti on the back? Sounds swell. 'Tis brilliant. I want to dress up like the Union Jack and climb through Mick's window!!! Yeah, and then I can sell him some detergent or something. On the 99th floor of the apartment building. That is what I will do. As soon as I find a way. Yes. It will be marvelous. You can help me if you'd like. How brill. Oh my my my. Uh oh. It's very late. For me. I must go kick up some beautiful dream dust while Bob Dylan keeps knock knock knocking on Heaven's door. Yes? Uh huh. I know it sounds absurd, please tell me who I am. Bugger off I will. Until the next time we say good bye.