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Mar. 20th, 2004 03:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
blodeueddApparently the trouble with the Plumping Upstairs was that once upon a time, a retarded plumber decided to route the pipes through the outside walls of a paper-thin matchstick house. Any guesses on why they kept freezing? Veeeeery smart. Everything should be fine, now, except for Hiei and Kurama, who are still trying to salvage their dignity on a dish cloth. But that's the price to pay for modern amenities, I suppose.
Conicidentally, I was just thinking of this song this morning: I fell in love with it ages ago, during its very brief radio stint. I probably thought the lyrics were so profound, or something. Then a few months later I came to my senses and thought "But I don't even *like* this kind of music!" And ever since then, every time I hear it, I feel a sort of nostalgic fondness mixed with a wonder that I ever loved such a dull song. Though the first part of the tune is pretty.
Conicidentally, I was just thinking of this song this morning: I fell in love with it ages ago, during its very brief radio stint. I probably thought the lyrics were so profound, or something. Then a few months later I came to my senses and thought "But I don't even *like* this kind of music!" And ever since then, every time I hear it, I feel a sort of nostalgic fondness mixed with a wonder that I ever loved such a dull song. Though the first part of the tune is pretty.
