A la "About A Boy"
(YouTube wouldn't let me embed, so I used this website t hat wasn't in English... yeah. Huh)
I'm trying to get back into my guitar playing. I used to practice for an hour a day, back in high school. I've lost at least 60% of what I used to be able to do. Kinda lame. My friends Kati and Danny have encouraged me to keep at it, and so I'm meeting up with Danny tomorrow to "jam" (that's what the cool kids say, or so I hear).
I looked up some songs tonight so I could have a few things to fiddle around with, and I found myself singing and playing (with my eyes closed, when I could remember the chords) to not ONLY Roberta Flack's "Killing Me Softly" but to Cyndi Lauper's "Time After Time."
Danny is going to be so amazed at how incredibly not-dorky I am. Seriously.
(How freaking awesome is "About a Boy?" Haven't seen it?? Rent it IMMEDIATELY, it's one of my favorites.)
(Also: there are cats outside my apartment and they're apparently mating. Did you know that cats yell/screetch/freak out when they're mating because the male cat has a BARBED PENIS????? Seriously. Google it. Or don't...)