My B-side

Coffee in the evening... This is heaven.

I began packing my things today. True, I don't leave for another couple of weeks but with finals and all... It was rather sad. I was reminded of this poem, where a man removes every body part piece by piece in order to write an entirely raw composition. He leaves one body part on, only for a short while. My Dashboard drawing will be that body part of this room. It will remain where it is currently fixed till the life of the room (me) is gone. After all, who would be better company than Chris Carrabba? Speaking of Chris Carrabba; I fell madly in love with him... again. I suppose we had a bit of a falling out when I caught him and his Hands Down on the mother-of-all-corporate radio stations. Needless to say, I have since stumbled across a little story called the So Impossible EP (my initial conversion factor) and have forgiven him for all of his past shortcomings. The rest is history. I've decided that his currency-driven-judgment to whore himself on the mainstream doesn't change the fact that he was once beyond-wonderful.

posted by Melissa at 02:41