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Everything is...

Things are good, nothing much for me to say
Feeling happier everyday
Things are good, I've got a simple mind
It seems like everything is going fine
Fine and good
Everything is fine and good
Everything is running smooth this week
I don't even really feel the need to speak
But things are good, didn't mean to make you mad
People seem to like when things are bad
But things are good
Everything is fine and good
Is that too much to ask to be this way?
I don't think I'm asking too much
Is that too much to ask to be this way?
I really can't stress it enough
There you are, everything is fine and good
There you are, everything is fine and good
It's fine and good
Everything is fine and good
Is that too much to ask to be this way?
I don't think I'm asking too much
Is that too much to ask to be this way?
Or do you think I'm asking too much?
Is that too much to ask to be this way?
I don't think I'm asking too much
Don't confuse the issue
Or take contention when you are
I really can't stress it enough
There you are, everything is fine and good (x4)
It's fine and good (x3)


Or at least I keep telling myself that, heh.  Eh, uneventful weekend, hit the Morseland for a while on Friday, hung out with D at Mullen's yesterday.  That was actually a looooong night.  It'd been a while since we hung out and we had some catching up to do.  Way too many Long Islands and Jagerbombs last night.  Lisa and I had lunch at Garcia's today and then hit DQ a little bit ago.  It was ironic, for some reason, that I ran into Freddie at DQ, he was there with Sarah's cousin.  I hadn't seen him in years.  That's the thing about the RP, I can go pretty much anywhere and run into someone I know, or tell a story about any corner in the hood.  Whether I'm walking to work, or walking home I walk by so many landmarks, at least landmarks in my life.  The Church where I got baptized, apartment building where I used to live, field where I used to have recess.  The street where Bobby cut his knee open, or the parking lot where I lost my...

keys.  Umm...anyway, it's a comfort, it's home.  At the same time, however, I've been asked if I could "survive" outside my element.  Don't get wrong, I lived in DeKalb for a couple of years, and I'm not an idiot, but some people think it might do me some good to leave my "comfort zone".  Now that the prospect of moving out of state down the line becoming more of a possibility, I'm starting to let my mind wander.

That damn book has also got me worked up, but I should get to bed, it's going to be a long week.  I'll get to The Alchemist and my Personal Legend at some point soon.  I've got the H shows coming up this weekend, my wednesday night at Morseland and some other details to work out.  The kids also start practicing this week, our first game is only a couple of weeks away.  

No rest for the wicked.

One,

Gil

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geenamarie
Aug. 7th, 2006 04:34 pm (UTC)
leaving your comfort zone can do so much strengthening it's surreal... some rough times, but it's worth it.
fenyx
Aug. 7th, 2006 04:45 pm (UTC)
Hmm...I know...hmm.
geenamarie
Aug. 8th, 2006 02:17 pm (UTC)
Move to NEW YORK! We'll go cruisin... I'll even let you drive lol
fenyx
Aug. 8th, 2006 06:21 pm (UTC)
Hmm...even more temptation, heh.
zahhaz
Aug. 8th, 2006 04:03 am (UTC)
Well, you can't leave, 'cause an Illinois without Gil is hardly Illinois.
fenyx
Aug. 9th, 2006 01:37 am (UTC)
Awww..

It's GILlinois btw.
zahhaz
Aug. 9th, 2006 05:24 am (UTC)
Damn the cleverness.
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