2003-09-03 - 1:55 p.m.
Happy as a Pig in Shit
Shannon's moving here in two weeks. TWO WEEKS. (Remember that robotic head in Total Recall?) "Two... Weeks..." (That's actually how my brain works. One second I'm thinking how damn happy I am that my girl (my girl talkin bout my girl) is finally going to be in my neck-o-the-woods and the next I'm thinking about exploding robot heads in Arnold flicks. Time to drink a Ritalin milkshake.
On a different note (of course) you know that song by Elton John "Tiny Dancer?" (Blue jean baby... L.A. Lady... yadda yadda... Hold me closer tiny dancer...?) Well, I just got off the phone with Shannon and now it's stuck in my head, only the way Shannon and I sing it, "Hold me closer Tony Danza." Shannon I love you, you're the best. Arnold, I love you, you're the terminator. Tony Danza, I love you, you're the boss.