Tuesday, May 5, 2009

The state of my mind

Wow, listen to one Enya song and suddenly your brain is freebasing irish ballads and trippin' on the cosmic meaning of it all. I would find this very entertaining if I wasn't the one posting it all. I don't believe in censoring myself, but I may need to take myself outside for a little talk. "Lay off the Enya, girl. You are crazy!"
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