So I spent last night with Wendy, Francisco and Eve. Me & the two women indulged in all-you-can-eat fish & chips while Fran went for some kind of dish involving vegetables, then we all went bowling and to the arcade. Wendy kicked our asses in bowling, then I kicked her ass in the fabled Air Hockey Rematch. Then I had my first Denny's experience ever; Wendy and I shared a banana split. The night was capped off by the glorious sighting of a DeLorean in the parking lot at Denny's! Check out Fran's for pics. Today, I finally got my 1000 CD rack, hauled it back to my apartment with the help of a friend and built the damn thing. Wheeee! I don't have to keep stacking up all my CDs on the floor now. And now, simply because I'm tired and boring, I'm going to skip straight to the Sunday Song o' the Week. Finch - "What It Is To Burn" Today's on fire The sky is beating above me, and I am blistered I walk these signs of blasphemy, every day And still: Like a bad star, I'm falling faster down to her She's the only one who knows, what it is to burn I feel diseased Is there no sympathy, for the sun The sky's still fire But I am safe in here, from the world outside So tell me What's the price to pay for glory Like a bad star, I'm falling faster down to her She's the only one who knows what it is to burn Today is fine, and she burns Today is fine, and she burns She burns She burns Like a bad star, I'm falling faster down to her She's the only one who knows what it is to burn...