Saturday, March 11, 2006

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Strawberry-flavored Breakfast Bar
March 11, 2006; 10.42AM

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Herro peopre. Once again, it's been awhile. I need to try and get back into the swing of things here.

This theme really needs to go, huh? Yeah, I'm sick of it too, but I'm too lazy to do anything about it *looks Katie's way and coughs* >___>

Anyways. How's life? Life's pretty meh-ish lately. Pretty depressing, heh. I'm not gonna go too much into detail, but I can deal. Don't worry, the day you see Josh go emo is the day I die. I made a pact with one of my friends: if one of us was to ever go emo, the other is to kill them. Plain and simple.

On the lighter side of things, I finally went and bought Fight Night Round 3 Thursday. I got it on Xbox so I can get on Live and own some nubs, yo. By far my favorite sports game ever. Great to get some aggressions out, but a real punching bag would be so much better. They're only $100 at Sears. Sheesh. My neighbor has one that he no longer uses, I think I'll ask him about buying it.

Meh... my gym membership ends on the 24th... I'm pretty sure my dad won't let me get another one. It was the one place that I really looked forward to going to every day. Maybe I can get something worked out... I hope. I just now finally got my bench press back up to 330, I don't want all that hard work to go to waste again.

I'm continuing to host a new song everyday along with my post. Today's: The Black Crowes' She Talks To Angels. It's a great song, one of my favorites. Heh, it reminds me of a few girls that I know..

Anyways. It's time to bounce. I promise to come and comment before the day is over. You have my word.

Keepin' it real,
Josh

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{What I'm listening to}

The Black Crowes - She Talk To Angels



{Lyrics}

She never mentions the word addiction
In certain company
Yes, she’ll tell you she’s an orphan
After you meet her family

She paints her eyes as black as night, now
Pulls those shades down tight
Yeah, she gives a smile when the pain comes,
The pain’s gonna make everything alright

Says she talks to angels,
They call her out by her name
She talks to angels,
Says they call her out by her name

She keeps a lock of hair in her pocket
She wears a cross around her neck
Yes, the hair is from a little boy
And the cross is someone she has not met, not yet

Says she talks to angels,
Says they all know her name
Oh yeah, she talks to angels,
Says they call her out by her name

She don’t know no lover,
None that I ever seen
Yes, to her that ain’t nothing
But to me, yeah me,
It’s everything

She paints her eyes as black as night now
She pulls those shades down tight
Oh yeah, there’s a smile when the pain comes,
The pain’s gonna make everything alright, alright yeah

She talks to angels,
Says they call her out by her name
Oh yeah, yeah, angels
Call her out by her name
Oh, angels
They call her out by her name
Oh, she talks to angels
They call her out
Yeah, they call her out
Don’t you know that they call her out by her name

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