i'm in love with a man named andrew bird.

yes. i seem to throw the word love around for people like lloyd dobler, andrew bird, etc.
but i mean it!
joking - i just can't think of a better way to express my infatuation with these things
as i was running last night, andrew bird's 'scythian empire' came on my iPod, and i couldn't help but feel like it was my life. when i listened to the lyrics (despite their morbid, and dark undertones), i LOVE what it means.
that, and the first line - kicks me every time. i love it.
my current life song.
five day forecast bring black tar rains and hellfire while handpicked handler's kid gloves tear at the inseams their Halliburton attaché cases are useless while Scotch-Guard Macintoshes shall be carbonized now they're offering views of exiting empires such breathtaking views of Scythian empires Scythian empire horsemen of the Russian steppe Scythian empire archers of an afterthought routed by Sarmatians thwarted by the Thracians Scythian empire kings of Macedonia and the Scythian empire
enjoy