Okay, so I'm sure that by now you all know about my ridiculous obsession with Supernatural and the lovely men thereof. I thought I was alone in loving this television series, at least within the sphere of people that I actually communicate with. Anyway, last night I get home at like 11:30, and see my dad still up (keep in mind that his usual bedtime is 9:30), and not only this, but he was watching Supernatural. I mean yeah, the guy was a hardcore trekkie and never missed an episode of the X-Files, but really? I had not figured that when I watched a couple episodes with him that he would end up staying up for two hours past his bedtime watching my favorite show. It was just really weird.
And also in the "that was weird" vein, pretty sure the entire evening at ROS was spent discussing men and the anatomical parts which they possess. I was quite scandalized by the fact that people much younger than me (and I assumed more innocent) had become much more familiar with the various things that go along with a hardcore make-out session.
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In quite a different vein, I love to play the piano. I just recently learned how to play "Love Song" by Sara Bareilles, and that has occupied the musical bit of my brain for the past couple days.
Speaking of the musical part of my brain, I've been obsessed with several songs over the past couple of weeks - here they are.
Life in the Fast Lane - The Eagles
I Can't Fight This Feeling - REO Speedwagon
Back in Black - ACDC
Classic rock is where it's at.
1 comment:
ROS...EXACTLY what I felt. WTF?!
It's like they're all...3 years older than they're supposed to be, and we're...not.
I like it when the musical part of my brain is occupied.
: )
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