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February 23, 2005
Smile Like You Mean It
Yes, it's 2:00 am and I should be sleeping. That's just the way it is, I s'pose.
I had a great night. An unexpected trip to Philly came up and I jumped on it. My first spontaneous adventure in a long while, and it was fun. Thanks for the invite Wayne. Nothing like yelling over a band practice...but hey, we still got to chat, right...and it wasn't online...go figure.
After my pal Wayne left, I ended up sitting around for a while and just journaling, doodling while they (The Somethings aka True if Destroyed aka Senioritis aka...) finished practicing. I got swept into reminiscing about some times in college. Lots of varied good and bad memories...mostly good when it comes to the friendships.
I always find myself around the musicians. I like to sing, but I'm not a rock star, so I just sit there and quietly sing under my breath (secretly hoping someone will say, hey, you have a good voice) ....that is until we get outside or in the car. You usually won't catch me trying to pipe in on the microphone or anything when it's official "hey look at me" time, but turn up the radio real loud or get a song in my head and I'll spontaneously break out into just about anything. Dave, Ana and I had fun singing They Might Be Giants songs on the way home. Ana laughed at how no matter what channel we turned to, I seemed to recognize the song...and then began to sing along or ATTEMPT to harmonize with it. Ana is great. We had fun chatting from Colin's in Philly to her house in Avondale while Dave slept.
Oh, we stopped at Dunkin Donuts around the corner from Colin's place. The guy working didn't speak any english, really...and everyone really stared at us. I was grooving to the Indian music playing, that might be why. I wanted to order a Koolata, but sadly, the machine was down, so I had an iced coffee...me and my cold coffee and tea beverages. I was good and caffeinated for the drive home to Lancaster in the snow while Dave slept again. After running out of good options on the radio, we listened to the Garden State soundtrack and The Killers. Good times.
Now I am home, and I suppose I should go to bed and dream sweet dreams of the Philly skyline and good music.
Posted by stacey at February 23, 2005 02:05 AM
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Sounds fun! Hopefully I'll get to see you next time 'round.
Posted by: jess at February 23, 2005 02:03 PM