Today on the drive home from work I went nuts. In the good way. The way where I make people in othe rcars almost have accidents cuz they stare and wonder what the fuck I'm doing.
Ed bought me Early Days and Latter Days (the 2002 Zeppelin compilation) a few days ago, cuz all my Zeppelin CDs got stolen out of my car right after Christmas and cuz he wanted to get me the Trading Spaces DVD but it was sold out. So yeah, anyway, I put it on on the way home from work today and revisited that glorious time called the 70s when I was negative years old. I, in the semi-privacy of my 1993 Ford Tempo, became Robert Plant and, to a lesser extent and with less success when there was no vocals, John Bonham. It was so great.
I'm all about the car dancing. Don't have as much room to do it as I used to, but still, I enjoy partaking of the rocking out from time to time.
I love living with someone. We can be spontaneous. Like fucking in the middle of me blogging. This is all hypothetical, of course.
Ed bought me Early Days and Latter Days (the 2002 Zeppelin compilation) a few days ago, cuz all my Zeppelin CDs got stolen out of my car right after Christmas and cuz he wanted to get me the Trading Spaces DVD but it was sold out. So yeah, anyway, I put it on on the way home from work today and revisited that glorious time called the 70s when I was negative years old. I, in the semi-privacy of my 1993 Ford Tempo, became Robert Plant and, to a lesser extent and with less success when there was no vocals, John Bonham. It was so great.
I'm all about the car dancing. Don't have as much room to do it as I used to, but still, I enjoy partaking of the rocking out from time to time.
I love living with someone. We can be spontaneous. Like fucking in the middle of me blogging. This is all hypothetical, of course.
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yes, there are perks to living with someone... it beats being all horny and having to wait for the other person to drive over or whatever. that's always a mood killer if you ask me
ohhhh... the trading spaces dvd? i love that show. it's one of my little addictions.
haha... car dancing rules. or like screaming at the top of your lungs along with songs and people are trying to figure out if you're yelling at them or if you're just plain insane... like they've never done it