matchbox twenty - time after time (acoustic)

remind me to look up ali baba and the forty theives. and scheherazade.
i've finally figured out where i got that annoying knack for pestering from. my mom. duh. should've been obvious, right? she comes home and wants to know where the pizza is. then the mail. then she wants me to feed the dog. "i'm bored." "maybe you should feed the dog?" "ugh, it's 8 already?" "yeah, shouldn't you feed the dog now?" "it's cold in here." "it'd get warmer if you fed the dog." "so what are you going to use the crock pot for?" "maybe i'll tell you once you feed the dog." the nice thing is that none of it is meant to be the mom-style pestering. behind everything she said, you could tell she was laughing inside. and yes, i fed the dog.
tommy bought me a slurpee today. we sat in his car 'n talked for about half an hour, listening to third eye blind (yeah! we've both got that cd in our cars!)
at some point today, i'm not sure exactly when... steph and me and someone else? brought up vacationing in hell, tanning by the lake of fire. for some reason that image has stuck in my head all day, bright and clear and... weird. it's just weird. but cool too.