You Know That I Was Hoping That I Could Leave This Star-Crossed World Behind. But When They Cut Me Open, I Guess I Changed My Mind...

The Killers - Spaceman

So I'm a fan of the newest Killers album. It's clearly not as good as Hot Fuss, but it's the best thing they've put out since then. By far. They apparently remembered that they're The Killers, not Bruce Springsteen, and went back to music that they know how to play. If you'd like any of the songs, I have them, so give me a holla.


So I've been home for the weekend, thus away from my computer, and lots has happened. Truth. But I'm going to simply pretend it didn't happen, because instead, I'd like to talk about the drive back to school. This drive generally takes two hours max. And that's when driving slowly, or riding on a horse. So it's not a long way.

Today, it took FOUR AND A HALF HOURS. Yeah. It was snowing for part of the way, meaning that everyone decided it was time to drive 23 miles an hour. I wanted to punch all of them through the windshield. Naturally, we tried the time tested method of continuing to switch lanes, knowing perfectly well that right when we switched, the other lane would start to move. Really, we were doing it for the good of the rest of the drivers. We wanted to keep it even, and not have one lane of people unable to move, simply because of our presence.


Oh, and until last night, ObnoxiouslyHappySister had seen neither Can I Have Your Number nor Bro Rape on YouTube. What kind of person in her early twenties hasn't seen these? Girl please.