turned up the music just as loud as it could go.

I sometimes get the urge to spill my guts and dish everything that's happening in my life, but then I remember that this is not that type of blog and, for as many blogs as I have (and believe me, the number is well over twenty at this point), I don't particularly care for verbose venting of the online variety. Until that day comes, please enjoy the ever so rockin' Eddie Money and the deliciously 80s Appollonia. Hah! Purple Rain. 

Send me an angel. Right now.

ahhhh shiiiittttt, guess what I'm going to be rocking during tomorrow's commute?
Who am I kidding? Guess what I'm rocking RIGHT NOW.
Ah the 80s menfolk with their tumbling locks. Tryin' to run my fingers through that hotness. Shoot.
This song came out the year I was born. Excellent.

Jessie's got himself a girl and I want to make her mine.

a. Calm down, Rick Springfield. Have you seen Jessie's girl? Ehhhh.
b. Oh, the 80s.

I can dream about you

Now you can have it stuck in your head too. You're welcome.