tinybluesprite

So I buy a new cd, that Damien Rice thing, crossing my fingers it's not another "one good song on the album" sort of a deal. And there upon I discover my new favorite song... It's about a girl with my name who reads my favorite book
"Amie, come sit on my wall, and read me the Story of O..."
Okay, so far I'm the only one who thinks that's really cool. Maybe I'm a big nerd...
I can't stop playing the damn thing. Fortunately, the whole thing rocks, so I can take a break and enjoy the rest of it occasionally.
And on a far more significant note (to me anyway) my ex just informed me that he and the nasty creature he dumped me for just broke up. Biting my tongue, tongue, but it's so hard! See, look, I'm not singing I-told-you-so's down the street...