I'm just amused at how much organic crap there is in my fridge now. A few years ago, I'd have had to travel to some dingy farmer's market in the sticks to get organic cherries. Now I can just go to Whole Foods.
I will always have a soft spot in this heart of mine for the eighties hair bands. And for some reason i don't rally understand, I have this almost unheathy love for the band Journey. A singer in a smokey room, A smell of wine and cheap perfume, For a smile they can share the night, It goes on and on and on I apologize i just start spouting random Journey lyrics for no good reason, i need help