Saturday Jul 09, 2005

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And now for a little J. Englishman:

It's not the way you think that turns me on
Last thing I wanna do is listen to ya talk
Well I don't wanna know what you're about
I just want your dirty little mind and your dirty little mouth
I'm not the kind of boy to kiss and tell
But the things I'd like to do with you
I really do well
So call me just another pretty face
Who's been a bad, bad boy
So put me in my place

Coz I just wanna be
I just wanna be amused
Well I just wanna be
I just wanna be abused

So call me by somebody else's name
Tell me that I oughtta be gotta be ashamed
The humiliation really gets me off
And I don't care if you cum
Just as long as you're on top

Coz I just wanna be
I just wanna be amused
Well I just wanna be
I just wanna be abused
Coz I just wanna be
I just got be used
Well I just wanna be
I just wanna be abused

You can fuck with my head
Leave marks on my neck
Just as long as I'm tied to your bed
Run your nails down my back
Be sure to leave tracks
To match my emotional scabs

Coz I just wanna be
I just wanna be amused
Well I just wanna be
I just wanna be abused
Said I just wana be
I just gotta be amused
Well I just wanna be
I just wanna be abused

Yay for that song, it lifted my mood.

I wasted this night - lame. I slept from the time I got home afterwork (at 1:00 p.m.), right through to 10:00 p.m. What a way to spend my Friday night. Ah well, at least I have a mango to eat.

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Thanks for the comments on my last entry, it's good to know some people do appreciate the small amount of intelligence my mind is clinging onto.

I'm tired again. What's wrong with me? Oh right! Insomnia all week makes for a fine burn out by the time the weekend rolls around. I think I'm getting sick though. Or dying. Yeah, maybe dying.

It's going to be a scorcher today. I can't wait. confused

Just wake up.
x_doug_x:
you slept for 9 hours?!? eeek
evolution:
It's a god-awful small affair
To the girl with the mousy hair
But her mummy is yelling "No"
And her daddy has told her to go
But her friend is nowhere to be seen
Now she walks
through her sunken dream
To the seat with the clearest view
And she's hooked to the silver screen
But the film is a saddening bore
For she's lived it
ten times or more
She could spit in the eyes of fools
As they ask her to focus on

Sailors fighting in the dance hall
Oh man, look at those cavemen go!
Its the freakiest show
Take a look at the lawman,
beating up the wrong guy
Oh man! Wonder if he'll ever know
He's in the best selling show
Is there life on mars?

Ah ha, I saw your J. Englishman and met you with some Bowie. Bet you didn't see that coming. I'm sneaky like that.

I'm honored to get a prize (who doesn't like prizes? Not me, I love em) but its just too bad that those have to be the circumstances, you know? But at least I get to keep my mind, it comes in handy sometimes, but I'm a sucker for nibbling. Be careful there.

[Edited on Jul 09, 2005 5:59PM]

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