Sometimes Pink Floyd

If I listen to Pink Floyd for a long amount of time with no company, I get sad. And not just a small amount of sadness, that will fade away when I change the CD. I still feel sad. One song, though, makes me feel good.

I puked on myself last night. But, there was more than just spew dripping off me (love). Ingrid and Phoebe made me forget that I don't have my wing man in Sydney anymore. It felt dope, like what I'd imagine it would feel like to have the cool kids invite you to sit with them in high school. I was also dripping in pride after I handled a delicate situation in the best way possible. The 'beef' is not over, and you will not be the one to say 'I'm over it'. That is not your decision. I will not ever forgive you, and I'm glad your almost-apology wasn't convincing.

Ingrid, Phoebe, you owned my life last night. Thanks for being the best people on this entire planet. This song now makes me think about the both of you. I guess you could replace 'girl' with 'girls' if you wanted to.

I've got a bike.
You can ride it if you like.
It's got a basket, a bell that rings,
and things to make it look good.
I'd give it to you if I could, but I borrowed it.

You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world.
I'll give you anything, everything, if you want things.

I've got a cloak, it's a bit of a joke.
There's a tear up the front, it's red and black,
I've had it for months.
If you think it could look good then I guess it should.

You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world
I'll give you anything, everything, if you want things

I know a mouse and he hasn't got a house.
I don't know why I call him Gerald.
He's getting rather old but he's a good mouse.

You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world.
I'll give you anything, everything, if you want things.

I've got a clan of gingerbread men.
Here a man, there a man, lots of gingerbread men.
Take a couple if you wish, they're on the dish.

You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world.
I'll give you anything, everything, if you want things

I know a room of musical tunes.
Some rhyme, some ching, most of them are clockwork.

Let's go into the other room and make them work.