a couple of weeks ago, or has it been a month already, i met with an old friend i hadn't seen in ages. this is us screaming. we grew up together, and it wasn't long before we went back to the same ol'humour, the same ol'stories, the same ol'music. well, the latter is not entirely true; the man's got a sh*t load of cds, and sitting there in his living room, late at night, it struck me how stuck i am with the same old music by the same old bands. gotta get out there and explore! thanks m!

how come it take so many syllables to utter the work monosyllabic?