Thursday, March 20, 2008

Starting To Feel A Little Cooped Up Here

At lunch today I was singing, to myself I thought.

I am so beautiful
To me
I am so beautiful
To me
Can't I see
I'm everything I hoped for
I'm everything I need
I am so beautiful
To me.

Midway through the second chorus I realized the people on both sides of me had stopped eating and begun staring.

This winter can end any time now.


Jennifer said...

Sing it, Snag!

fish said...

Then came the "I'll have what he's havings."

Adorable Girlfriend said...

And by singing to yourself do you mean: talkign to the voices?

Come home soon!

zombie rotten mcdonald said...

It's never too late to have a happy childhood.

Adorable Girlfriend said...

I think he was stuck in a bad Woody Allen musical.