So, it's my last night in my cute-little-historic-downtown home. Most of my furniture is gone. Most of my stuff is packed. I was going to give Gabby a bath, but as you can see, she's spending her last night sleeping soundly in the closet, so I'll let her be.As it would turn out, I was right. The house I thought I'd get to move into didn't work out, so, I'm stuck living with the parents for a while. Right now, it doesn't seem like such a horrible thing. They are being extremely nice to me at the moment and as stupid as this sounds, I just feel kind of lost with everything that has gone on in the last month or two...both things I've posted about and things I haven't. Give me a week or two, I'll hate them both as much as I hate my job.
My dad has already tried to tell me today that I am very wrong in thinking Lindsey Buckingham is the greatest guitar player ever. Fighting words if I've ever heard them.
Song of the Day: "Restless" by Alison Krauss & Union Station (perhaps the only group I enjoy more than Fleetwood Mac)
2 comments:
I might have to side with your dad on that one; Eric Clapton is the best guitar player ever! :)
Well...that's entirely possible. I'm not a big Clapton fan - or at least I don't know much about him, so my vote is staying with Lindsey...he's too dreamy for me to think otherwise! LOL
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