Usually I wait till the day is over to write an entry, but considering how unreliable the site has been lately, I'll write now when I have the chance and edit this later if I can/need to. I was woken up early by my mother so we could go get my permit. My back was killing me.(I had to sleep on the living room floor to escape the unbearable heat of my room. So I dragged my sleeping bag in front of the fan to sleep.) I was very nervous, but I passed and got my permit. Then we went to walmart to get hair color, but they didn't have anything, so we got it from Sally. My hair will be black as soon as the air is back on and I feel like coloring it. and hair ties, and Sam Goody to get a magazine I can take on my trip. I also convinced my mom to get me Lifted or The Story is in the Soil Keep Your Ear to the Ground by Bright Eyes. I can't listen to it because its too hot to go in my room. It is near unbearable in my house, I don't know how much more of this I can take. Well anways, here is the first ever picture of the day. Brian Molko from Placebo And here are today's lyrics: Every You Every Me; Placebo Sucker love is heaven sent. You pucker up, our passion's spent. My hearts a tart, your body's rent. My body's broken, yours is bent. Carve your name into my arm. Instead of stressed, I lie here charmed. Cuz there's nothing else to do, Every me and every you. Sucker love, a box I choose. No other box I choose to use. Another love I would abuse, No circumstances could excuse. In the shape of things to come. Too much poison come undone. Cuz there's nothing else to do, Every me and every you. Every me and every you, Every Me...he Sucker love is known to swing. Prone to cling and waste these things. Pucker up for heavens sake. There's never been so much at stake. I serve my head up on a plate. It's only comfort, calling late. Cuz there's nothing else to do, Every me and every you. Every me and every you, Every Me...he Every me and every you, Every Me...he Like the naked leads the blind. I know I'm selfish, I'm unkind. Sucker love I always find, Someone to bruise and leave behind. All alone in space and time. There's nothing here but what here's mine. Something borrowed, something blue. Every me and every you. Every me and every you, Every Me...he