( Day 22 )Notes not in the blog:
D is *adorable* - skinny boy with long dark curls. His friend? The same. Like puppies.
I've been listening to rap music (and Steve Harvey's misogyny and homophobia) for weeks now. D put his own music in the iPod port. And what was his music? Rush.
This is music I love, but I have to admit - I spent a lot of the time wondering who this very familiar voice singing (occasionally) very familar songs was. Finally (when D went across the street for some reason - and brought me back an iced coffee after he asked if I wanted something, which was so very nice), I checked his iTouch. And there it was. Rush. And it all made sense. And when the Rush albums ran out? There were Rolling Stones. To which I sang. And so did he. HEE!
(And, yes, I did imagine Adam singing the Stones songs, because he sang Stones so very well.)