What's the latest we came up with?
That if you don't want complication IN your life, complication's gonna follow you (anyway) so...what's the point. Might as well complicate things, right? Well, maybe.

Heck, I never wanted to do Formula--in anything. What's Life supposed to be? Get off school, i mean after college dude, get a job, make money, get hitched, buy a house, have kids and...a partridge in a pear tree?

Uhhhh...raincheck on that one, boss. Routines always kill me. I'd just as soon fall asleep when things follow a pattern as I would probably jump into a new complication that pops into view.
Like a girl with a boyfriend, which I know is the lowest of my being a bastard but let me explain.
It's nice wanting what you can't truly have, getting a taste of something and knowing you can't really have it all. And i guess in the situation, it only serves to make you stay interested in it.

In the course, I've learned a thing or two: like, love, no matter how emphatically expressed and hinged to whatever committment, can detour to complications. You know the drill from there.

I'm just really rambling, really, 'cause I've got nothing to do. Funny, that after a day? of not having anything to write about, you suddenly have a thing to say about something, insignificant though. lol

Maybe, we'll do the right thing after all.
Maybe I'm just growing old, mellowing out.
Maybe.
No lessons to be learned here, kids. Be good and stay with the routine.

What's the latest we came up with?
That if you don't want complication IN your life, complication's gonna follow you (anyway) so...what's the point. Might as well complicate things, right? Well, maybe.

Heck, I never wanted to do Formula--in anything. What's Life supposed to be? Get off school, i mean after college dude, get a job, make money, get hitched, buy a house, have kids and...a partridge in a pear tree?

Uhhhh...raincheck on that one, boss. Routines always kill me. I'd just as soon fall asleep when things follow a pattern as I would probably jump into a new complication that pops into view.
Like a girl with a boyfriend, which I know is the lowest of my being a bastard but let me explain.
It's nice wanting what you can't truly have, getting a taste of something and knowing you can't really have it all. And i guess in the situation, it only serves to make you stay interested in it.

In the course, I've learned a thing or two: like, love, no matter how emphatically expressed and hinged to whatever committment, can detour to complications. You know the drill from there.

I'm just really rambling, really, 'cause I've got nothing to do. Funny, that after a day? of not having anything to write about, you suddenly have a thing to say about something, insignificant though. lol

Maybe, we'll do the right thing after all.
Maybe I'm just growing old, mellowing out.
Maybe.
No lessons to be learned here, kids. Be good and stay with the routine.