Spilled Songs

I can't stop listening to the Sufjan Stevens version of "Come Thou Fount" from the "Friday Night Lights" soundtrack. I love those sweet lyrics backed by such delicate and plucky music. And there are worse words than "Bind my wandering heart to Thee" to have stuck in your head.

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It bothers me that I have to type "yay" instead of the original "yea" because otherwise most people would read it as "yeah." Then I think to myself that I should probably be refraining from typing the word yay/yea at all. THEN I think that I should SHUT UP and stop being so persnickety and annoying about the word yay. Yea.

Crap.

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The iPod always warns you not to disconnect it from the computer while it's transferring data. I like to imagine that if you were to unplug the chord, all of your songs would spill out onto the floor. Just slide right on out of the iPod and before you know it there are sprinkles of Coldplay and Taylor Swift and Beethoven all over the place. Shouldn't have disconnected it- you were warned.

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Me: The Les Mis 25th Anniversary concert is four hours long! That's going to take up some crazy space on my DVR.
Friend: I thought you already saw that?
Me: [blank stare]
Me: Yeah, I'm so the type of person to only watch things once.

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Today I decided to write on my mom's Facebook wall and remind her of a family trip to Mexico. (Incidentally, my brother hadn't been able to come along on that particular vacation.)






Poor Clay....