Yeah Damien Rice is playing again...couldn't tell you the song...but he's a tortured soul. So's Chelle's back to moping (and I'm not totally sure what caused this complete shift in moods). I would be in a bad mood, but I'm numb and Damien Rice doesn't do it for me...it's too obvious, as well as the fact that I resigned myself to finding new men. I go with the random songs that reduce me to tortured pain while I vacuum.

So Chelle's question is...actually I'll ask her what her question is, right now all that she saying is song lyrics (sung painfully on key, 'cuz she knows it that well) although she told me that this was of paramount importance (I just used paramount in a sentence and I'm wasted...how hot is that? Paris would say, "That's Hot!!" but then again, Paris is a dirty, pigeoned faced whore. Hey I like whores, I've got no problems with them.

Back to Chelle--she wants to know, "Is there a chance with a guy (who's been with your friend [not me people]) and you've been with his friend...you both like each other but...you have this freakin' Berlin Wall between you and you obviously like each other but...." What do you think? She says, "We need some honesty here." But then again, three seconds later she asked my dog to dance and if I wanted to watch Trainspotting. So, at this point she's got a lot of questions...and I'm doing my best to type without totally fumbling. I've got a ton of questions too, but I'm saving them for much later.