I confess that I reeeeally want a picture for my sig, but looking through all the ones I took on our last trip, it appears that I can't take a decent picture to save my life.
I confess that listening to the talking bits on a song's live recording is, I think, the best part. Hearing what she was feeling and thinking at the time just brings it all to life.
I confess that it hits me very hard how odd it is that two people, one so amazing and the other so useless, can be born on the same day. Really ironic, strange kinda thing. Something I believe pretty strongly in is that everything happens for a reason, and most things are/can be connected in bizarre, crazy, ways. So this piques my interest.
I confess that I can't friggin' type tonight. Every other word has to be backspaced and retyped.
I confess that I wrote a response to a thread last week, had to c/p the post into WordPad to reboot my computer, can't find the threadnow, and it's driving me crazy. D:
I confess that I missed my friends birthday, and refuse to update my LJ until I have her birthday present is finished and ready to be posted. It's taking longer than I thought, but she deserves a really cool present. But it's been over a month, and I don't know if she even care's anymore whether I finish or not.
I confess that killing time on
YouTube cemented a pair of songs I want played at my wedding now.