Welcome Back.

Welcome back to the only thing that ever made your heart race
Similar to running from the cops or a first date
It took time for music to find it's right path
Blinded by oppression now it's made the choice to fight back
Living by the corporate code of corruption
It takes one to teach one the layout of seduction
Prosecute the perpetual predicaments
Punishing the listener by handing out permission slips
We've lost touch with the importance of feeling
We've lost contact with all keen sense of hearing
It's up to music to alter it's appearance
And re-invent itself instead of shopping for a clearance
Giving the state of the modern individual
That doesn't mean a thing if you don't understand the strictural
Music is an open airway to ecstasy
Let's play with fortune and fame along with destiny
At the end of the tunnel there is a bold path
That we'll explore so music will get it's soul back

Welcome back to the time and the place
Where you first fell in love with the things you embrace
Welcome back to the days of enchantment
Attraction, delight and a fascinating passion
Welcome back to the pro's and the con's
The albums, the fashion, the friendships, the songs
It's nice to meet you relax and just sit tight
This is the feeling that'll make you wanna live life

Welcome back to your single inhibition
Of letting everything go and striking the ignition
I'm moving forward on a tedious adventure
A meaningful selection of your favorites and the best hits
Become one with your arrested development
Change for the better 'cause the rest is irrelevant
Remember how it felt to live spontaneous
Inside yourself and outside of the radius
Marvel at the magnificence of your first love
Your first kiss, your first time, your first crush
Does it not wanna make you travel back to that moment in your life?
Your life just felt right
Turn on the radio and get the manual
So the music and you become compatible
And when it's over you'll know just what to do
Welcome back to the best thing that happened to me and now to you.

And we're all whores, some of us just get paid.

So here you have it. My first official blog update of 2011. Life has been rather....life-like as of late. New Years Eve was a blur, but from what I am able to recollect I had a good time. Got to spend my evening with Andy and the crew, which is never a bad thing. Singing "Baby" by Justin Beiber as a way to kick off the new year, playing PS3 while Kev was in the bathroom defecating himself into oblivion, and of course all of us drinking obscene amounts of liquor. I hate to say it but after that day, 2011 has been...how should I put it? Bland. Stale. Dull? Boring. Work has never been slower and my mood has never been shittier. My apathy is at an all time high. I'm in dire need of some thrill! Something to shatter this monotony. I need to go break the law, or get abducted by aliens. I'm praying for the second one, but I'm dangerously close to the first. Which actually reminds me, I've officially given up on making a "New Year's Resolution", simply because A) 98.56% of the time I end up throwing in the towel mid January, and B) most of the time people make resolutions for stupid shit they should normally do anyway. I'm determined to be at the peak of my athleticism again by my birthday. Most people would argue saying "That's just fancy talk for you're going to start working out again". Incorrect. I'm going to subject myself to things that will test both my physical and mental resolve. And I've decided to blog about it. Just now. Yup. I JUST NOW decided I'm doing this. See? This is me being spontaneous and unpredictable. So get ready, ladies. Get ready to lose your minds at the sight of my sheer manliness. It's on. Oh, and Cassie, if you're reading this...I love you. And I'm super proud of you for getting off of your lazy ass and working out. In a way, you've kinda motivated me to get back into the groove. I mean, if YOU can get up at a reasonable hour each day to work out, ANYONE can. :)