jewcy

fuck! i have got to be the lamest girl ever! i've been sitting around knitting hats (for ca$h money, ya'll!), watching bbc world news, and listening to i hate myself.

i hate myself features such poignant lyrics as:
"my vengeance hurts
like a bitter soul.
sweet you rock and
sweet you roll."

lest we not forget this as well:
"someday i'll show you around a monster-free tokyo,
and out footsteps will be light.
the future will be bright."

and of course, my personal favorite:
"i want to be in a motorcycle gang
green and mean and fucked up all the time.
picture me on the back of a harley
leather-clad and bad and driving fifty-five.
i want to see things i'll never get to see.
i'm going nowhere. i'd rather go somewhere instead.
foreign bronze, klingons, naked girls with purple eyes.
yeah, look at me - sad and low and lonely - dead-end job, a slob, and fucked up all the time.
i'm going nowhere. i'd rather go somewhere instead.
i'm gonna blow a hole through the back of my head.
don't cry.
when i.
say good-bye."

knitting is way too much fun! later kids!