The Good That Won't Come Out

My friend Julie invited me to join MySpace.com like weeks ago and I didn't think much about it at the time, but I went there tonight. In one of the bulletins she had sent me, there were a few quizzes. I just took one of those "How Bad Are You" quizzes and scored a 68, which apparently, was pretty darn bad but not bad enough that I should be hanging my head in shame. I never did drugs, so none of that stuff counted against me.
Also, there was this thing called "walk down memory lane" which of course, started me thinking about stuff. I remember I once gave a guy I liked sea monkeys for his birthday, and he gave me a Saturday Night Live poster of the Copy Guy (Rob Schneider).

I did the Do-It-Yourself highlights today. Subtle blonde. Damn right they're subtle. You can't even tell they're there! $6 for nothing, I guess.

I'm reading a great book right now. "Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs." I highly recommend.

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You say I choose sadness..that it never once has chosen me...Maybe you're right...It's all the good that won't come out of them...and all the stupid lies they hide behind...It's such a big mistake... It's all of the good that won't come out of me...And how eventually my mouth will just turn to dust...If I don't tell you quick.
-- Rilo Kiley
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