Sas' Magical Mystery Tour

July 30, 2009

today we get the keys to the cottage, but it feels like the keys to much much more

Nomenclature: big exciting scary plans,the paramour | 8 Bantering Wittily

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9:19pm September 28, 2009
Kimberley said:

http://oddee.com/item_96768.aspx

oops, forgot the link. *eek*
9:19pm September 28, 2009
sas said:

@MrO I’m so pleased you like this one. maybe i am PMSing but i can’t watch this video without crying. and it’s not often i am move to tears by music. there is something beautifully simple about it.

and yes i love that line too :)
9:23pm September 28, 2009
Judearoo said:

Lovely… :)
9:24pm September 28, 2009
the girl with the pink teacup said:

That was so beautiful.

Glad things are looking up, darling one. Enjoy the moment.
9:25pm September 28, 2009
Lou said:

Gorgeous. You have a great day.
9:32pm September 28, 2009
Kimberley said:

I know you’ll like this too. Especially the body builders.
*snigger*
9:32pm September 28, 2009
The Peach Tart said:

A great day and more to come for you
9:34pm September 28, 2009
Mr O said:

ya know, I usually can’t stand Bright Eyes. Out of all the music I love, his voice is one of the few I can’t stand. BUT because you are an awesome blogger and I feel it was more the lyrics than anything else, I clicked play.

I’m glad I did. I feel this song is reflecting something going very good in your life? Let’s hope so, and good luck on it continuing

I might actually listen to this song again because of the line that went something like:

“i’d rather work for a paycheck than try to win the lottery”

I think he is applying that to relationships? I am anyways.

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