and i just need to learn the depth
i spent the entire morning and a good portion of the afternoon making a cd of sappy-assed love songs that included selections from kate bush, u2, collective soul, good old morrissey, and franz ferdinand.
sweet. baby. jesus.
this girly-ness of me might be the death of me. and in my head is the constant yelling of the vox that clearly tells me to "go to boethius young lady- to boethius damnit!"
it's good for my soul. but so are cheesy songs of lurve, among other things. heh.