Saturday, July 28, 2007

Cointreau, Karaoke and Cigarettes

That's it. The title says it all. That is what my house smells like. Why do I tell people they can smoke in my house when I don't want them to? Wait, I know why. Last night was my first Kyoto karaoke since college. The selection wasn't the best, but they had "Don't Call Me White." Interesting. I endured Akko's renditions of Avril Lavigne and Sum 41 because she 'likes punk. ' Who would have predicted in high school that Greenday and The Offspring would be something you sang at karaoke. I am packing up my house. Where am I moving???

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attempting to silence the voices in my head.