cowbellz's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- i can NEVER remember which one is hall and which one is oates. NEVER. went to randall's tonight to buy kitty litter, a bottle of wine, and frozen yogurt. (yes, yes, i'm single) while i was there, the hall and oates song "private eyes" came on in the store. seriously, every aisle i walked down someone was bobbing their head and singing along. the young buck at the deli counter, the frat guy, the middle aged guy with the small child, all getting down to hall and oates. it was a beautiful thing. it made me think of when melissa would designate a night at work "hall and oates" night and just get their songs stuck in everyone's head. man, that was horrible. thanks, mel. (it wasn't always hall and oates night, she gave many other cheesy groups a chance) so, needless to say, for the last 5 hours i've been singing to myself. private eyes, are watching you, they see your every move, they're watching you, watching you, watching you... 12:00 am - 27 april 2003 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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