strike a pose on a cadillac.

Demi Lovato sang "That's How You Know" from Enchanted. It was fabulous.
THe Jonas Brothers. Ahhhh. Just....ahhhh.

win.

So, i may adapt other people's philosophies and stuff, but I make them my own, sort of. I don't just say, "That's something to live by" unless it's something that I'd have thought up eventually. Like, this song. "That's How You Know." It's stupid. The thought is nice. But it's all like, what you can buy someone or somewhere you can take someone. And that's how you know. Um, no. Fail. You know because you know. Not because he wears your favorite color.
I read your letter. The one you left when you broke into my house. I’m retracing every step you made and you said you meant it. There's a piece of me in every single second of every single day. But if it’s true to tell me how we got this way.


So I have two versions of "Soco Amaretto Lime" and as much as I love Jesse Lacey. I think I prefer Brand New's version. I don't like Jesse's guitar.


Where are you now? As I’m swimming through the stereo I conduct a symphony of sound.
Where are you now? As I'm cutting through you track by track I swear to god this mix could sink the sun
Well if the mix could sink the sun, the sun needs the moon's eyes. But the moon kind of gets eclipsed and it stands alone. And that's when everyone takes notice. I don't like summer though. So I don't care if the sky is golden.
Just saying.

I'm digging the quotes a little too much today. Just a little. I almost typed "I need to find a retarded kid and teach him how to play softball." But then I decided not to. So much Gilmore Girls information intruding in my brain.

This blog feels useless. I don't have a lot to talk about. I want to go to Jené's house.
I want to sleep on the bottom bunk of her bed.
I want to take goofy pictures with her.
I want to eat sourdough bread.
I want to write my name on a plastic cup.
I want to listen to mix tapes.
I want to make offensive backgrounds for her computer.
I want to play on her swing set.
I want to play on the Wii or something.
I want to over-dress for the occasion too.
I want to (and will) make her a new mix tonight because I haven't in a long time.

I miss you.
-Scottie: I never knew just what it was about this old coffeeshop I loved so much.