As much as I L-O-V-E you guys, I need some chick friends. That would make my life soooo much easier...where are the ladies?
You know what else makes life easier? (Besides only posting once a day, which I will do starting NOW).
I don't care if they are owned by some large corporation that's probably run by neo-Nazi cat abortionists--this shit is yummy and good for me, and no genetically tortured animals were maimed in its production.
Song thievery of the day (might as well make it an official feature, eh?):
Skimmin' the tops of tall trees
Through the clear light of free speech
A sudden memory disease
Claims the air all around me
I'm gettin' lost in the slipstream
Maybe relive the same dream
Of comin' in from the cold
And losin' half of my soul
Memory disease
Across United States
That I had told the truth
Feel so high
Architectural
I look to the skies
To see our bodies
They were rising up
Out of the paper cup
A sea change is due
The island's in fescue
Touchdown on the new Mason-Dixon
Line-up map was ripped and torn
Jilted frame with all hope gone
And I don't mind if you sing a different song
Just as long as you sing along
It's later than it seems
Time everyone came clean
It's what you didn't say it's what you didn't say
Don't wanna be a slave
It's what you didn't
Skimmin' the tops of tall trees
Through the clear light of free speech
I'm comin' in for a landing
I've got a soul understanding
It all comes down to a word
It's just like nothin' I heard
Over the rainbow in time
Will be one hell of a climb
Eye lights bright
The lights sweep high clear sky
Sky
Reminiscent
Of money in your eye
Unwind
I don't mind if you sing a different song
Just as long as you sing along
It's later than it seems
New ears are listening
It's what you didn't say
It's what you didn't say
Don't wanna be a slave
It's what you didn't say
Nothing to give away
--"Paper Cup Exit," Sonic Youth
In honor of St. Valentine, they should all marry me right now, dammit!
Happy , everybody!
You know what else makes life easier? (Besides only posting once a day, which I will do starting NOW).
I don't care if they are owned by some large corporation that's probably run by neo-Nazi cat abortionists--this shit is yummy and good for me, and no genetically tortured animals were maimed in its production.
Song thievery of the day (might as well make it an official feature, eh?):
Skimmin' the tops of tall trees
Through the clear light of free speech
A sudden memory disease
Claims the air all around me
I'm gettin' lost in the slipstream
Maybe relive the same dream
Of comin' in from the cold
And losin' half of my soul
Memory disease
Across United States
That I had told the truth
Feel so high
Architectural
I look to the skies
To see our bodies
They were rising up
Out of the paper cup
A sea change is due
The island's in fescue
Touchdown on the new Mason-Dixon
Line-up map was ripped and torn
Jilted frame with all hope gone
And I don't mind if you sing a different song
Just as long as you sing along
It's later than it seems
Time everyone came clean
It's what you didn't say it's what you didn't say
Don't wanna be a slave
It's what you didn't
Skimmin' the tops of tall trees
Through the clear light of free speech
I'm comin' in for a landing
I've got a soul understanding
It all comes down to a word
It's just like nothin' I heard
Over the rainbow in time
Will be one hell of a climb
Eye lights bright
The lights sweep high clear sky
Sky
Reminiscent
Of money in your eye
Unwind
I don't mind if you sing a different song
Just as long as you sing along
It's later than it seems
New ears are listening
It's what you didn't say
It's what you didn't say
Don't wanna be a slave
It's what you didn't say
Nothing to give away
--"Paper Cup Exit," Sonic Youth
In honor of St. Valentine, they should all marry me right now, dammit!
Happy , everybody!
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I'll be around later sweetie.