you pour a cup of coffee and get talking walls

So I think I’ve finally ranted and raved enough about Kaba. I ranted to Manny all the way home. It still upsets me but I think I’ve gotten most of it out of my system. One good thing about her getting me all upset is my stronger determination to get the hell out of here. I need people who are like me. Or more like me than she and her gang is. I need to find more success than at the firm.

I also need to start going out or something. I know, I know, time management. I was going to do so much tonight. Instead, I’ve spent the evening watching Everybody Loves Raymond, dreaming of being married and Sex in the City, dreaming of being more active than I am. I wish I had a few girlfriends that I could go out with like those four do. I also wish I had a husband and family, though I wouldn’t want the Barones living next door.

I found some new great music though. The CDs I ordered from Amazon cmae, at least some of them did. Sarah Hudson is just another version of Fefe Dobson, a little darker and twisted but still rather juvenille. Maria Mena is absolutly amazing though. I’ve fallen in love with her.

The rain falls on your days
Giving you a reason for mysterious ways
Behind doors the darkness falls
You pour a cup of coffee, and get talking walls

But you can blame it on me
And the person you thought I wanted you to be
But don’t you blame it on love
Cause you will regret it then, and from now on

Besides from days gone by
Hours seem so slow you think you’ll surely die
You decide to call up a friend
When she doesn’t answer you are close to the end

But you can blame it on me
And the person you thought I wanted you to be
But don’t you blame it on love
Cause you will regret it then, and from now on

But you can blame it on me
And the person you thought I wanted you to be
But don’t you blame it on love
Cause you will regret it then, and from now on

But you can blame it on me
And the person you thought I wanted you to be
But don’t you blame it on love
Cause you will regret it then, and from now on

But you can blame it on me
And the person you thought I wanted you to be
But don’t you blame it on love
Cause you will regret it then, and from now on

But you can blame it on me
And the person you thought I wanted you to be
But don’t you blame it on love
Cause you will regret it then, and from now on

(and the person you thought I wanted you)
(cause you will regret it then)

Blame It on Me ~ Maria Mena