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My roommate is listening to Goo Goo Dolls. I am so amused.
There's a story behind this. See, the ClubSoka muse? He loves Goo Goo Dolls. Sure, he likes to think he's all bad and cool and listens to only real obscure neato groups who I'm not l33t enough to have even heard of, but really? He loves the cheesy sap. He's a dork.
Dizzy is pretty much the ClubSoka themesong. And Iris? Oh, my. He would listen to that on repeat for hours. And he adds comments while I'm trying to do other things, like point out the line, "You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be". He loves this line, you see. He thinks it is so appropriate for him, because he's not a Shinigami, and neither is Tsuzuki, so they're not in heaven, do you get it, do you get it, oh my God HOW COOL IS THAT?!?!
Yep. Dork.
Anyway, now I'm going to talk about the weather, because it's my LJ and I can. Here's what I want to say about it: there is a frost warning for tomorrow night.
*blinks*
*stares*
*blinks*
*breaks down in tears*
So, yes, all of you in the nice warm places? I hate you. Except not. I love you, really, and don't you want to let me live in your basement? At least until May?
There's a story behind this. See, the ClubSoka muse? He loves Goo Goo Dolls. Sure, he likes to think he's all bad and cool and listens to only real obscure neato groups who I'm not l33t enough to have even heard of, but really? He loves the cheesy sap. He's a dork.
Dizzy is pretty much the ClubSoka themesong. And Iris? Oh, my. He would listen to that on repeat for hours. And he adds comments while I'm trying to do other things, like point out the line, "You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be". He loves this line, you see. He thinks it is so appropriate for him, because he's not a Shinigami, and neither is Tsuzuki, so they're not in heaven, do you get it, do you get it, oh my God HOW COOL IS THAT?!?!
Yep. Dork.
Anyway, now I'm going to talk about the weather, because it's my LJ and I can. Here's what I want to say about it: there is a frost warning for tomorrow night.
*blinks*
*stares*
*blinks*
*breaks down in tears*
So, yes, all of you in the nice warm places? I hate you. Except not. I love you, really, and don't you want to let me live in your basement? At least until May?
