Saturday, May 03, 2008

Perfect Score

Because, if even for a short time in my life, I want to have a perfect record.

This blog makes blog #3 on day #3 in a month.

I love threes.

And I don't believe that I've ever been even in posts and days before.

But since today is my day I decided that even if it isn't blog worthy (and really, are any of my blogs not? Ahem...ahem) it'll do.

And just to show my progress, the following song came up today on random. I even listened to the whole song. Seemed appropriate.

"Older" by Colbie Caillat
Waited all my life for this day to come
I feel like letting go
Life goes on
Wasting no more time
So much to be done
Everything works out
So they say
Over my shoulder
It's tough getting older
Yeah, yeah

Seems like nothing is black and white anymore
Shades of gray and I feel a weight over my shoulder
It's tough getting older
I always thought that I knew where I'd want to go
Now I'm here and I find that I'm still getting colder
It's kinda tough getting older

Here before my eyes
Many roads ahead
Time for me to choose one way now
If I take a chance
What lies down the road
Feeling so confused
Turned around
On and on
On and on
Yeah, yeah'

Seems like nothing is black and white anymore
Shades of gray and I feel a weight over my shoulder
It's tough getting older
I always thought that I knew where I'd want to go
Now I'm here and I find that I'm still getting colder
It's kinda tough getting older

Waited all my life for this day to come
I feel like letting go
Life goes on
Over my shoulder
It's tough getting older
Yeah, yeah'

Seems like nothing is black and white anymore
Shades of gray and I feel a weight over my shoulder
It's tough getting older
I always thought that I knew where I'd want to go
Now I'm here and I find that I'm still getting colder
It's kinda tough getting older

Seems like nothing is black and white anymore
Shades of gray and I feel a weight over my shoulder
It's tough getting older

3 comments:

Ford said...

I am a jackass for not telling you happy birthday on your birthday. But, as any good man, I blame the chick. It's all her fault.

I hope your day was marvelous. And I am thinking and hoping for you- one way or another. Be happy, you. Just. Be. Happy.

monica said...

AH HAH ... so busted ... now the real reason for being late TO YOUR OWN BIRTHDAY BASH comes out ... you were blogging!! LOL Did I mention that it was SOOO awesome to see you (and the cool kids) for your day ... and HAPPY BIRTHDAY again!! You are (seriously) the best!!

happyfunpants said...

Ford: you didn't even KNOW it was my birthday...seriously, it's no big deal at all! :) And as for your good wishes - well, when I read your comment I almost cried. Thanks for being awesome...no matter how it pans out.

And Mon: Yeah - you caught me. :) Thanks for coming out and slumming with me. :) You, my dear, rock. And I have a picture of Rachel Cohen looking like she's going to lick your boobs. So now you can't run for congress. Muah ha ha!!! (see, leaving a comment didn't kill you!!)