ala lost in traslation carly simon style
nobody does it better
makes me feel sad for the rest
nobody does it half as good as you
baby you're the best:
so i watched my favorite james bond movie today, and i forgot how much i loved carly simon....
she is esentially the reason for my romantic demise.
but at least school was good today. i got to have class with stanlaw. and that was fun. i felt my brain growing.
i felt bad because i forgot to go to work today. ...i can't believed i spaced it.
but with that said. all day i was thinking about an e-mail sent by my ex-so. he said he wants to exchange stuff....you know, i'll give you what i have of yours,...if you give me what you have of mine. soooo
i was trying to be mature,
and i didn't say any thing too nasty. but god, this is really hard!!!!
so i thought it would be an oppertune time for some drunken carly simon.
if only all my relationships couldn't be deduced to her music. then i might not feel so bad.
maybe i'd actually feel worse, after all she is the essence of contrived pop music = broken heart!
so what ever, anotehr drink an i'll feel alot better.
but really
i wish he would just be be...really nice when he talks to me, or, i don't know, ......it's not like he's mean or anything, he just wants to talk about getting on with life and all that, he honestly believes he's like jerry and i'm like elaine...
i was gonna write a whole thing about the firts time we broke up and he said...
"you know, if you want to be the elaine to my jerry, thats cool, ...feeel free to "pop in".
to this day i still don't think he knows the difference between real life and t.v. life.....
nobody does it better
makes me feel sad for the rest
nobody does it half as good as you
baby you're the best:
so i watched my favorite james bond movie today, and i forgot how much i loved carly simon....
she is esentially the reason for my romantic demise.
but at least school was good today. i got to have class with stanlaw. and that was fun. i felt my brain growing.
i felt bad because i forgot to go to work today. ...i can't believed i spaced it.
but with that said. all day i was thinking about an e-mail sent by my ex-so. he said he wants to exchange stuff....you know, i'll give you what i have of yours,...if you give me what you have of mine. soooo
i was trying to be mature,
and i didn't say any thing too nasty. but god, this is really hard!!!!
so i thought it would be an oppertune time for some drunken carly simon.
if only all my relationships couldn't be deduced to her music. then i might not feel so bad.
maybe i'd actually feel worse, after all she is the essence of contrived pop music = broken heart!
so what ever, anotehr drink an i'll feel alot better.
but really
i wish he would just be be...really nice when he talks to me, or, i don't know, ......it's not like he's mean or anything, he just wants to talk about getting on with life and all that, he honestly believes he's like jerry and i'm like elaine...
i was gonna write a whole thing about the firts time we broke up and he said...
"you know, if you want to be the elaine to my jerry, thats cool, ...feeel free to "pop in".
to this day i still don't think he knows the difference between real life and t.v. life.....
except for "You're so Vain"--that was her, right?
and i only know that cos my mom mentioned it to me when she heard StarFuckers by NIN.
this is how lame i am, my favourite bond flick is Goldeneye.
havent you burned his stuff in some sort of symbolic elegy or something?
get some voodoo goin'.