where was i, and oh - the girl is pregnant. ah, says I, i saw that coming, but I hadn't, i did though, in the way - perhaps i'm giving myself too much credit - but it made sense, that the girl would be pregnant at this point. the repressed are always spawning, and perverting more of the things they covet. sex has long been a popular topic. in such a perfect diamond, you can find a million flaws to be exploited. i've had too little! i've had too much! i wasn't loved, i was loved too much! if it were any simpler, what would we have to write songs about? and so, this girl, who in high school confessional late-night summer in the parking lot, driving with nothing to do, humid yellow street-lights encouraging indiscriminately all of us - even those dumb tired kids in their first or second cars - to keep those dumb tired eyes open and live as much as possible, in the most tedious and ignorant ways. it's got to happen, so get it done already! screams nature. but, as one problem would have it, some felt awkward about these things. she's having a baby, and i didn't see it coming, and now i feel stupid. but what do i do with this loyalty i have? toss it, worship it.