The best part about cooking yesterday was listening to BCN while I was doing it. (When my roommate left to walk the dog, I cranked the tunes. It was good times. Somehow doing the dishes is more fun when you're shaking your groove thang.)
However, an undesired and unplanned side effect is my freak brain alternating between One Thing, a kind of sweet pop tune, and the persistent chorus of Despite all my rage, I am still just a rat in a cage.
Let's see which song wins by the end of the day, eh? (On a side note, is the new Finger Eleven any good?)
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