So if you're crazy, I don't care - you amaze me.

While getting my hair cut yesterday, I pondered what it would be like if we were able to feel our hair getting cut, and how much pain we'd be in because of it. I wonder if it would mean that nobody would ever got their hair cut and we'd all be walking around with awfully long hair just begging to be chopped. Or if we'd suffer through the pain, much like people do while getting tattoos.

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My favourite love song of the moment is (yet again) Whistle for the Choir by the Fratellis.

The Fratellis are my favourite band besides Green Day, and I hadn't listened to them in a while. So today, feeling a sense of loss, I opened up Media Player and listened up to their first album. It made me remember why I fell in love with them in the first place. And why I fell in love with Whistle for the Choir.

"Is it out of line if I were simply bold and said 'Would you be mine?'"

"So if you're crazy, I don't care - you amaze me."

Another one of my favourite love songs by them would have to be their acoustic number called Too Much Talk in Tokyo.

"I said 'I love you.' She said, 'Behave.' What a thing to say."

Gah. Cute.

Staying on that topic though, of cute love songs, there's also Drag by Placebo (Yeah, I know they're angst ridden. Shoosh.).

"You're the monkey I got on my back that tells me to shine. You're always ahead of the pack, while I drag behind."

"I just gotta get off my chest that I think you're divine. You're always ahead of the rest, while I drag behind."

Cute cute cute. ..I think I have a soft centre. ...I don't like that. Actually a soft centre is most likely correct, considering my centre is filled with vital organs which I'm sure are pretty squishy.

Spleen?