I do forget or have nothing interesting to say. It happens ya know but it is something we have to deal with. Then I was in the car the other day on my long haul to work... ooohh the excitement of work, counting all the possible pimps and 'ho's on the block. Wondering what would P. Diddy/Puff Daddy/Diddy do if he were me. I see him everyday I go to work and go home from work. He is on some advert on some bus stops, churning out some sort of cologne/perfume deal. Sometimes I wonder if he will change his name to Padre Dios because as of now he considers himself King, it won't be soon until he claims he is God above all.

While I wonder about him and I wonder about the situations that must make people do what they have to for bus fare...two dollar blowjobs by P.Diddy's bus stop advert (I wonder if the person swallowed or spit all over Diddy's face)... I also wonder about the past present and future. If you are here today you were over there yesterday right? Funny how that works and yet we only remember glimmers of the past and can only hope for the idea we have in our heads of the future. But as I am wondering about where I will be standing tomorrow I know I have something to hold on to today so that gives me that smile I only see in my head. If all I will have tomorrow is a glimmer of knowledge that I was happy today that makes it worth every bit of wonder.
Before I keep rattling on... This is what makes me know I love those glimmers. This makes me very mushy for The Cure and for you...

"The Only One"

Oh I love, oh I love, oh I love
What you do to my head
When you pull me upstairs
And you push me to bed

I love what you do to my head
It's a mess out there!

Oh I love, oh I love, oh I love
What you do to my heart
When you push me back down
And then pull me apart

I love what you do to my heart
It's the best, oh yeah

Oh I love, oh I love, oh I love
What you do to my lips
When you suck me inside
And you blow me a kiss
I love what you do to my lips
It's so sweet in there

Oh I love, love, love, love
What you do to my hips
When you blow me outside
And then suck me like this

I love what you do to my hips
It's the beat, oh yeah

You're the only one I cry for
The only one I try to please
You're the only one I sigh for
The only one I die to squeeze

And it gets better everyday, I play
With you it's such a scream
Yeah it gets better everyday, I say
With you it's so extreme

Yeah it gets wetter everyday, I stay
With you it's like a dream

Oh I love, oh I love, oh I love
What you do to my skin
Please slip me on
And slide me in

I love what you do to my skin
It's a passion oh yeah

Oh I love, love, love, love
What you do to my bones
When you slide me up
And take me home
I love what you do to my bones
It's the crush oh yeah

You're the only one I cry for
The only one I try to please
You're the only one I sigh for
The only one I die to squeeze

And it gets hazier anyway, I sway
With you it's such a scream
Yeah it gets mazier every play, I say
With you it's so extreme

Yeah it gets crazier everyday, I stay
With you it's like a dream

Oh I love, oh I love, oh I love
What you do to me