Yeah, that's what my friend bought
me to drink last night.
Intensity in ten cities
My purse is filled with kazoos and
whistles and other gifts you would
receive at a six year old birthday
(I think my boss really thinks that
he's going to get with me. At least
that's what I overheard him telling
his friend last night.)
What a night.
Might start moving today, if not for
sure tomorrow. I know I've said it
a million times, but I'm really going
to miss this place.
It was our place,
and then I hated it for a long time,
then it was my place,
and it was home.
I think I will miss this room the most.