when it's grey in l.a. i sure like it that way
'cause there's way too much sunshine 'round here
i don't know about you,
i get so sick of blue skies wherever they always appear.
and i sure love the sound of the rain pouring down
on my carport roof made out of tin
if there's a flood then there's gonna be mudslides
we all have to pay for our sins
and i suppose that they'll close canyon roads
and the freeways will all start to clog
and the waters will rise and you won't be surprised
when your whole house smells like a wet dog
yay, i love loudon wainwright... almost as much as i love rufus wainwright. today made me think
of that song because it actually was grey/ay here for about 5 minutes, and i was loving it... now it's all sunny and 80 degrees and crappy again. boo. seriously, it needs to be about 45but degrees and overcast. then i can wear my brand new vest from the gap that i got for my birthday. see - that's the one!
speaking of my birthday, i'm so f-ing old now. i can't believe i'm 22 already. i know, i know, later in life i'll realize how not old 22 is... but that time isn't now. pretty soon the bf will be 22 also, and then he'll be able to commiserate with me. until then, he just keeps calling me old. it's not helping.
in other news, good news - i'm going to panama! i got accepted, and i'll be there for two weeks between december and january. i'm still very sad that rob won't be going with me, but i don't know what i can do about it. he says i should just bring him back a monkey that can fetch him beer whenever he wants it. i guess that'll have to do. so far on my to-do list for panama:
- take lots of pictures
- find a beer-fetching monkey and get him back to the u.s. for the bf
i guess that's about it. i have to go do some serious laundry tonight. you know when you haven't done laundry in about a month and there's only the clothes you hate left in your closet and they don't even match each other. yeah, that's where we're at.
h'ok so... laundry.
love, allie
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