And a song I was writing is left undone
I don't know why I spend my time
Writing songs I can't believe
With words that tear and strain to rhyme
(Simon & Garfunkel, Kathy's Song)
Saturday, January 24, 2004
Last night, Mary and I had a bonding night. We ordered pizza together and then we sat around watching West Wing on DVD. It was nice. We hadn't hung out together in quite a while, between her boyfriend and between all the dancing I've been trying to do.