worst.lyrics.ever.

I wanna lock you up in my closet when no one's around WHY. WHO DOES THAT.
I wanna put your hand in my pocket because you're allowed oooo that's crazy
I wanna drive you into the corner and kiss you without a sound so...just trying to rhyme with "around"? cuz seriously who kisses without a sound.
I wanna stay this way forever I'll say it loud will ya?

Now you're in, and you can't get out great picture of marriage there avril

[Chorus]
You make me so hot TMI
Make me wanna drop WHAT does that even MEAN
It's so ridiculous you betcha
I can barely stop STOP WHAT??? ARRRRRGH!!
I can hardly breathe
You make me wanna scream then...maybe he's not the right guy for you...
You're so fabulous what guy takes that as a complement?
You're so good to me baby, baby
You're so good to me baby, baby

I can make you feel all better, just take it in just..take...it...in...does..not...compute...
And I can show you all the places you've never been laaaaame
And I can make you say everything that you've never said AGAIN. WHAT DOES THAT MEAN.
And I will let you do anything again and again oh avril, you don't mean that

Now you're in, and you can't get out (you know my thoughts)

[Chorus]

Kiss me gently
Always I know KNOW...WHAT???
Hold me, love me grovel much?
Don't ever go overuuuuuused

(repeat ridiculous chorus)

this song actually makes me kind of sick, because it's such a "i love you so much it's AWEEESOMMEE!" song and shows NO lyrical or musical talent whatsoever. am i making too much of a deal? probably, but those are my thoughts.

i suppose, what makes me happy

so it looks like today will be 8 hours of alternating which hand gets to be warmed by the heater whilst the other attempts to maneuver the mouse. this office doesn't just have a draft, it has many drafts. at least they gave me a heater to put under my desk.
i love weekends. i like to make lists of all the things (mostly choreish things) that i will accomplish on my blissful saturday off. this saturday i made rhubarb pie (first pie ever!) and peanut butter cookies. then some friends came over and remarked that every time they come over i've made something. it's a sense of accomplishment, like i'm slowly conquering the art of cooking/baking. i still don't understand how to properly use spices though.
i wonder how many friends you can have where you really have time to cultivate the friendship and make it worth something without overloading yourself/your time. in the past year, a bunch of people have sort of come out of the woodwork and i've become friends with some really great people. it's definitely an answer to prayer because it's hard to have friends that live in winnipeg who i don't get to see very often. this has actually been a really big stretch for me, because i don't like meeting new people, i'm not very good at first impressions, and i usually end up wishing there was a trap door underneath me. but the end result is that phil and i have a pretty good social life, which (and you'll probably laugh) was actually was on my list of goals of 100 things i wanted to accomplish (you know that one we wrote in grade 12). "still have friends and a life when i'm married". sorry mom, but you inspired that one. i just think life is easier with friends.