( Quick rant. Men and squickies, shy away. )

In other news, ripped Dad's copy of Garth Brooks's The Ultimate Hits to my computer. Been playing it pretty much nonstop. Made Mom put up with it in the car yesterday, even.

I've also had "Callin' Baton Rouge" stuck in my head for TWO WEEKS. I think I've succeeded in burning it out by now (i.e. listening to it on repeat until I stop hearing it as a song and start associating it as background noise--it's how I unstick just about everything), but. We'll find out when I turn off the player and go to bed. My luck, I'll have something ELSE permastuck. ("Two Piña Coladas," "Papa Loved Mama" and "That Summer" have both had their moments in the last few days. "That Summer" has had a few, actually.)

Actual update will probably come tomorrow. I seem to have stopped emoing quite so much now that I'm home again, which is good. God, I missed my parents. <3 And Ricky. We played some Silent Hill (1 and 2) today, and... Christmas, they are some FREAKY-ASS videogames. 2 slightly moreso than 1, but then, I just started 1, and I'm more... annoyed by the birds and laughing at the dogs. When the humanoids appear again, I'm quite sure I'll re-freak. ...It's freaky nonetheless, anyway.

Right. I oughta go to bed. I'm only up because of scene-finishing with Rynoah. <3 Love you, Rynnie. Thanks for scening with me, srs. ILU. <333

G'night, loves! :3

Tags: dad, garth brooks, mom, music, pain, parents, period, ricky, silent hill
Current Location: Home - My Room
Current Mood: pain
Current Music: Garth Brooks - That Summer