Was listening to Michelle Branch's Hotel Paper last night. I like her lyrics, have felt like this many times:
please don't drive me home tonight ~ cuz i don't wanna feel alone ~ please don't drive me home tonight ~ cuz i don't wanna go
- from Tuesday Morning
Man, i sound like such damaged baggage. I'm in a weird mood. And am hungry. Today is payday but at the moment i'm a bit short on cash. Plus i've already had two (small) apples, a key lime lite yogurt, and a donut. I'm still hungry. Ugh.
