mysterious rhythms.

I can very solidly say that this song was the “theme song” for the past weekend. Everywhere we went it’d pop up and entertain us with Train’s sheer blissful intent. All in all, it made for good memories like those made trying to fit into a photo booth, or watching Chicago, Enchanted, and mostly none of Moulin Rouge, or just dressing up and getting hit on by the unappealing version of Mr. Tumnus from The Chronicles of Narnia. Sigh.. i hope Brittany doesn’t die in Europe and I hope Tim doesn’t die at her job. The End. But actually just the Beginning.. who knows, really.