Thoughts of a Sprite

Sunday, August 28, 2005

0144 am ~ Yawn

Quote for the day -

Don't let other people tell you what you want.

-Pat Riley

So yeah, Saturday was not bad. I did not get much done. I went with Ruth to get her hair cut, helped Lar get ready for and plan a blind date, then went back to Ruth's and watch part of a Nascar race (really not a huge racing fan, but she is) it was alright. Mostly we just talked, and that was about it...

Definition of Frustration...

My car would not start this morning. I have been having problems with it if it sits too long. I think it is just the

corroded positive terminal. Larry said that he would help me work on it tomorrow. :) So I guess I am doing, homework, housework, laundry, and car work tomorrow. I plan on going to the gym first thing in the morning, that way I don't have the "worn out" excuse by the end of the day... I know me too well

I really don't have a whole lot to talk about, I just can't sleep so I thought I would surf the world wide web... check some blogs, and give a little update on mine.

I just heard this song, and it really hit me as a good song. I especially like the part where it says "take your memories, I don't need 'em"

Keith Urban "You'll Think of Me"

I woke up early this morning around 4am
With the moon shining bright as headlights on the interstate
I pulled the covers over my head and tried to catch some sleep
But thoughts of us kept keeping me awake
Ever since you found yourself in someone else's arms
I've been tryin' my best to get along
But that's OK
There's nothing left to say, but

Take your records, take your freedom
Take your memories I don't need'em
Take your space and take your reasons
But you'll think of me
And take your cat and leave my sweater
'Cause we have nothing left to weather
In fact I'll feel a whole lot better
But you'll think of me, you'll think of me

I went out driving trying to clear my head
I tried to sweep out all the ruins that my emotions left
I guess I'm feeling just a little tired of this
And all the baggage that seems to still exist
It seems the only blessing I have left to my name
Is not knowing what we could have been
What we should have been
So

Take your records, take your freedom
Take your memories I don't need'em
Take your space and take your reasons
But you'll think of me
And take your cat and leave my sweater
'Cause we have nothing left to weather
In fact I'll feel a whole lot better
But you'll think of me

Someday I'm gonna run across your mind
Don't worry, I'll be fine
I'm gonna be alright
While you're sleeping with your pride
Wishing I could hold you tight
I'll be over you
And on with my life

So take your records, take your freedom
Take your memories I don't need'em
And take your cat and leave my sweater
'Cause we have nothing left to weather
In fact I'll feel a whole lot better
But you'll think of me

So take your records, take your freedom
Take your memories I don't need'em
Take your space and all your reasons
But you'll think of me
And take your cat and leave my sweater
'Cause we got nothing left to weather
In fact I'll feel a whole lot better
But you'll think of me, you'll think of me, yeah

And you're gonna think of me
Oh someday baby, someday

Bathtime... Poor doggies!

Well folks, it is now quarter after two, so I am going to try to hit the sack! Good night to all, sweet dreams and all that jazz!

shes_a_sprite @ 1:42 AM.

1 comments

Unknown said...

I love that before and after pic, that is so cute!

4:05 AM