I'm the happiest I've been in a long, long time. I can relate to my best friend again, I have my other best friend back, and I have someone to say "I love you" to. I'm so giddy and giggly and hyper right now, it's ridiculous. I feel invincible.
I just bought a new cd. The Walk by Hanson. That stuff, especially Been There Before, is genius. I don't care who you are, you will like Hanson. And their music is so sincere. It's incredible. I've also finally been getting into Folie A Deux. Once again, Fall Out Boy produces songs of pure genius levels. Specifically, I'm thinking of The (Shipped) Gold Standard. But there are tons of other examples as well. The Disloyal Order of Water Buffaloes, Tiffany Blews, other songs that I don't know the title of, especially the Panic-esque one. But seriously, The (Shipped) Gold Standard is ruling my speakers right now. Lyrics and link are as follows:
The (Shipped) Gold Standard
Sometimes I wanna quit this all and become an accountant now
But I'm no good at math, and besides, the dollar is down
Plant palm trees on Lake Michigan before it gets cold
I've gotta feel the windchill again before I get old
I wanna scream "I love you" from the top of my lungs
But I'm afraid that someone else will hear me
You can only blame your problems on the world for so long
Before it all becomes the same old song
As soon as we hit the hospital, I know we're gonna leave this town
And get new passports, and get, get, get, get, get out now
All the yes-men said "no comment"
My mouth got going the wrong way,
and all the calls started snowing
The time my dad caught me a horseshoe crab
And I asked him if throwing it back into the sea
would bring our luck back
I wanna scream "I love you" from the top of my lungs
But I'm afraid that someone else will hear me
You can only blame your problems on the world for so long
Before it all becomes the same old song
As soon as we hit the hospital, I know we're gonna leave this town
And get new passports, get out now
Tell that boy I'll leave you alone now
Like a stove, I'll turn my love down
Supra and the prophet are both in the business of souls
I wanna scream "I love you" from the top of my lungs
But I'm afraid that someone else will hear me
Woah
I wanna scream "I love you" from the top of my lungs
But I'm afraid that someone else will hear me
You can only blame your problems on the world for so long
Before it all becomes the same old song
As soon as we hit the hospital, I know we're gonna leave this town
And get new passports, and get, get, get, get, get out
Get, get, get, get, get out now

