It's the perfect time of year somewhere far away from here.
I feel fine enough, I guess, considering everything's a mess.
there's a restaurant down the street where hungry people like to eat.
I could walk, but I'll just drive.
It's colder than it looks outside.
Okay, that might not be entirely applicable, but it is quite cold outside, and I do have places to go. I've always wanted to do an entry with those lyrics, and today as I was listening to the song, I figured the time had come.
3:00 p.m. - December 11, 2005
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