No, this is not a sentimental or philosophical post. I am referring to the song that I (and Kevin) always hear during work. One of the local radio stations plays the song "Listen to your Heart" by some group called DHT at least 5 times a day. I kinda liked it at first, but now it is starting to grind on me.
I hate my car. Now the battery is dead and I need to take it in to get a new one. I am very appreciative that my rents gave it to me and it is not that old. I just worry about the day my dad expects me to start paying to fix it. I am just glad to have gotten out of the Quiznos (mmm...toasty) parking lot last night.
I slowly am becoming a real employee here. I have my phone set up and most of the right keys and a security code. Now I only need business cards and an e-mail address. And a raise. Not holding my breath for that last one.
Wedding Crashers is hilarious. It is like a really good "MTV Movie Awards" sketch that lasts 2 hours. "Well, the girl with the hat just eye fucked the shit out of me." Haha... just go see it.
I drove the wrong way down a One Way street the other day. It was a first for me. I didn't see any signs as I turned out of the McDonalds. I saw someone do the same thing today and I thought "What an idiot, he shouldn't be driving. Oh, wait..."
Tomorrow the newest Red Sox Commemorative DVD comes out. This one has the complete ALCS and World Series games. Of course I am going to buy it. Smart marketing ploy... come out with multiple DVDs that briefly recap all of games, then sell poeple the actual games themselves for $90. You can buy it on mlb.com for $120, but it comes with a free baseball cap valued at $30. I still don't understand the economics of paying $30 more to get a free hat. If the Sox don't make the ALCS this year, I am going to watch the games from last year instead of this year and pretend they won again. Then I am going to do something nice for my girlfriend to convince her to not be pissed at me for spending all of my time watching old baseball games.
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Listen to your hearrrrtttt...
When he's calling for you.
Listen to your hearrrrtttt...
There's nothing else you can do.
I don't know where you're going,
And I don't know why.
But listen to your heart
Before
You tell him goodbye...
I couldn't stand to listen to the 101.7 playlist AGAIN, so I changed the radio station to light jazz and classical. Listening to something without lyrics was very refreshing.
You know you're in when you have the keys and the security code.
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