I can't stop listening to Crosby Stills Nash & Young! And the Stills! and the Stranglers! What's that all aboout?

I'm laying around petting my Rollo kitty and he's drooling all over the place. Aside from pooping everywhere but the litter box, he's settling in.

Lacy lilting lady, losing love, lamenting

Golden brown texture like sun Lays me down, with my mind she runs

We were lovers, we were kissers We were holders of hands; we were make-believers just losing time

And yes, there's a party at my house tomorrow night, and I will not be in attendance. I am too cool for my OWN PARTY!

But I am still pitching in for the keg and snax. Nice, huh?