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(Cole Porter)
[Recorded December 20, 1960, Los Angeles]
You'd be so easy to love
So easy to idolize all others above
So worth the yearning for
So swell to keep every home fire burning for
And we would be so grand at the game
Carefree together that it does seem a shame
That you can't see your future with me
'cause you'd be, oh, so easy to love
You'd be so easy to love
Easy to idolize all others above
So worth the yearning for
So swell to keep all the home fires burning for
We'd be so grand at the game
So carefree together that it does seem a shame
That you can't see your future with me
'cause you'd be, oh, so easy to love
Easy to love
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| I am soooooo over Giftmas shopping... we set out around 3 today, met up with Kimmie and Robin, had dinner, then watched Saw.
That movie fucked with me... but the ending was perfect and brilliant.
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| I am exhausted.
I didn't eat to the point of bloating, which I generally try to avoid anyways but hot DAMN my mother is a good cook.
I've been pretty down, as some serious issues came up, but they were
dealt with and later on Coor and Libby came over for some girl time.
We took lots of pretty pictures. (Vervain is going to LOVE me!)
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| Mom: Okay guys, go around and say something you're thankful for...
*crickets*
Mom: I'll start then. I'm thankful I didn't have to kill
Christopher (The Kid) for coming in the kitchen while I was
cooking.
Me: I'm thankful you didn't kill him and leave me an even bigger mess
Dad: I'm thankful I don't have to bail your ass out of jail AND plan his funeral
The Kid: Um... *odd silence* ... I'm glad this food tastes good...
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Dad: I'm glad my teeth don't hurt
Mom: If they did, you wouldn't focus on your knee so much
Dad: Still, at least ONE thing doesn't hurt today
Mom: Here, eat this
Dad: Oww
Mom: Did that hurt your teeth?
Dad: Did you do that on purpose?
Mom: *laughs and runs away*
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Dad: I'm glad that every time you drink something it doesn't leak out of that hole in your lip.
Me: Are you sure? Cause I can take it out and squirt tea at you...
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