New Year's Eve and it's hard to believe
another zodiac has gone around.

While you drank yourself high on hoping
and watched the ceiling spin from the ground.

Counting down from ten it's time
to make your annual prayer.

Secret santa in the sky
when will I get my share?

Then you tell yourself
what you want to hear.

Cause you have to believe.

This will be my year.

This will be my year...Semisonic


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Wednesday, April 07, 2004

Quick Memory as a result of a song playing on TV...Big Pimpin' what was the year? What Big Pimpin' reminds me of...VJ Search cold rainy train station in North? South? Carolina??? Carson and Tara's love blooming right before our eyes...shopping in a Walmart with my 6 foot co-worker for "rain slickers" and he even wore the matching pants! Mine are still in the closest 'cause you never know. Playing Sims in a promotion tent and melting my gloves on my hands in front of a space heater...plotting to get out of dodge a day earlier while lieing on the floor of said male co-workers room...staying long enough to hear Big Pimpin' played two or three times...racing away in my rental car while they were still performing, getting to the airport in Charlotte and yet Jay-Z got there at the same time? How does that work? Complimenting him on his performance and watching as his very very very large body guard? got to crunch into a regular seat while Mr. Z rode in first class...

Ahhhh, those were simpler times those were.
posted by JustKeepMum on 3:29 PM