my cheap cigarettes (or turd lights, as my friends call them) make my breath smell bad. not that all cigarettes don't, but mine especially.
one time a guy i knew (in the biblical sense) wrote a not-so-nice song about me. there was a line in it that said "i never liked your smell". when questioned he confirmed that he was indeed talking about the cigarette smell, but not necessarily my breath - my car, my clothes, my hair....
***i will not post a link to the song here because like i said, it's NOT nice. but it's called "i told you not to write again"***
another guy wrote a not-so-true (to me, anyway) song using lines from my facebook status updates...
***i just searched my computer for 20 minutes looking for the link...will post later i guess***
i saw a family at an adoption agency, out in the parking lot hugging and patting each other on the backs and everyone looked so happy - but not an "excited" happy.....
no matter what they were happy about - whether they had just been finally approved to adopt, or had just come to the heartwrenching decision that they would give their baby to another loving and deserving family -
either way, i was happy for them too. all this at a red light on my way to work.
***gotta go to work now - wonder what i'll see on the way there. i'm on day 3 of button-down shirts, jeans and flip flops.
**at work now, here's what i saw and heard on the way...
this is fun to listen to while waiting on a train and train art is cool.

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