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Blake is hating me right now because I somehow got 'When I'm Sixty-Four' stuck in his head, although god knows how, it's not even on Rock Band, so I told him he could borrow my iPod for "some good Beatles music" and put on Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band. That doesn't have When I'm Sixty Four on it, right? Today I was listening to Magical Mystery Tour. Damn. 'Your Mother Should Know' is so fucking catchy. oh oh your mother should know. I was walking somewhere with Heather but she was locking up her bike and I was singing and then I stopped and said, "fucking Paul McCartney." Writer of damn catchy songs that don't mean a fucking thing apparently. HELLO GOODBYE PAUL? I love the Hello Goodbye video tho. Random dancing! Shimmy-shaking George! Sgt. Pepper costumes! Grr.

The school called me mom today and told of my absences so she was kinda pissed I guess, so after entering 9 things knitted/crocheted/spun into the fair, I ran off to Arby's with Heather to avoid mom. And then we sat at Arby's for two hours, talking. She's pretty cool. We talk about fanfiction well together. Yaoi stuff. Good stuff.

Dude man. Blake's playing with my iPod- I had him on Sgt.Pepper but now he's watching the rooftop concert! I was like how'd you find that and he's like, it was labelled rooftop concert durr. Ahf. Kthen. I love that he's as Beatle-obsessed as I am.

So now I'm reading Beatles Fanfiction. Because it exists. And it is slightly creepy. But fun. :D
ETA; damn of all damns the Beatles ff site I'm at isn't WORKING this is fucking tragic.