Sunday, April 5, 2009

My heartbeat beats me senselessly. Why's everything got to be so intense with me?

I'm going to give you an update in the form of the lyrics I can't stop listening to and what I've been twittering about. Sound good? Lyrics in italics. Me in bold.

(Oh, and the song? Kelly Clarkson's Long Shot. It's been on constant repeat for about 24 hours now. My poor roommate...)

So now I’ll take a chance on
This thing we may have started

Intentional or not I
Don’t think we saw it coming


Now having a much improved morning. A guest just left me a SPONGEBOB SKATEBOARD and game of Sorry!
for a tip!


It’s all adding up to something

That asks for some involvement

That asks for a commitment
I think I see it coming

Taryn is here!

If we step out on that limb


edamame falafel? Amazing. Absolutely amazing.
I smell bacon.
Had duck for dinner and lamb for lunch! Exotic!
Loves brunch. Mainly for the free alcohol involved.

My heartbeat beats me senselessly

Why’s everything got to be so intense with me


Weekend finally over. Must face shower. Hair dryer. Hair product. Pantyhose. Suit. Makeup. Commute. Stupid tourists. Yaaaaay!

I’m trying to handle all this unpredictability

In all probability

Fox is casting a reality show to help a "curvy" girl find love. I am so totally all over that!!!

It’s a long shot but I say why not

If I say forget it
I know that I’ll regret it

It’s a long shot just to beat these odds
The chance is we won't make it

But I know if I don't take it there's no chance
'
Cause you're the best I got

So take a long shot

Oh man. I haven't had the lovebug this bad in awhile, y'all. Fingers crossed.

I realize that there is all this doubting
Things we're both scared about that

We’ll never see them coming

Throw caution to the wind and
We’ll see which way it's blowing

Into this fully knowing

We’ll never see it coming

Til it's much too close to stop


Mortified and hungover. Instead of asking a guy OUT, my drunken tongue said HOME. Gah.

My heartbeat beats me senselessly

Why’s everything got to be so intense with me
I’m trying to handle all this unpredictability

In all probability

Damage control worked. Got a cute text from boy this am, unprompted by me. Phew. Vodka, we are so fighting.

It’s a long shot and I say why not
If I say forget it I know that I’ll regret it
It’s a long shot just to beat these odds

The chance is we won't make it

But I know if I don't take it there's no chance
'
Cause you're the best I got

So take a long shot


Has had kelly clarkson's long shot on repeat for the whole ride home. It pretty much sums up everything. Everything.

Oh I waited for fact to come of fiction

And you fit my description
I never saw you coming

But we'll make it


What is written on the ass of the Tarheel's basketball uniforms? Anyone know?

It’s a long shot but I say why not

If I say forget it I know that I’ll regret it


I'm pretty sure their butts say "carolina" - I was hoping for "juicy." But, I love the argyle stripes!

It’s a long shot just to beat these odds

I think I liked chubby seth rogen more.

The chance is we won't make it But I know if I don't take it there's no chance 'Cause you're the best I got

Thinks if you don't enunciate, "ain't no sunshine" sounds more like "anal sunshine." And that's a bad thing.

It’s a long shot but I say why not


Still hoping...



And if that didn't satisfy your need to know what's going on in this ridiculous brain, heart, soul and body of mine...here are some pictures.



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