biscayne

I just cant get motivated to hit Long Beach this weekend, it might rain, and packing the dogs in the '48 is a bitch. Well those are my excuses, rain never stopped me before. Indecision has gotten the best of me once again. I'm in no condition to make decisions right now anyway, my mind is all over the place.

.....when your up all night you see things you shouldnt have saw, cause the night gets raw, drama is thicker than skippy's peanutbutter, imagine the worried thoughts of a young mans mother, he's feelin shifty, love dont live here anymore, awake like an owl at a quarter to four, dont blink....a caddy just ran a red light, bumpin' Thug Life cause I blend with the night....

See, I've been listining to Portishead all day and that pops inot my head...........I hate to think how much of my brains hard drive is taken up by song lyrics.
Ahhh, Rose Royce, Love dont live here anymore. That is what I needed! Listen to it, if you dont have it, steal it!
Well my backspace key is about flattened so I better sign off, I think I'll pack just in case.