I want it, give it to me; I love it, give it to me
Don't give it to her, you gotta give it to me! Me, me, me!
So maybe I didn't see it first, but I'm the one who wants it worst
I don't even know what I'm wanting yet, but I know I'm wanting something.
I don't even know what I'm missing yet, but I know I'm missing something!
-7 Year Bitch "The Scratch"
What the f*%#??!!! Do I have a g*%damn bug bullseye on my body???!!! I have more than 20 mosquito bites on my legs below by knees and my feet. I must be tasty, but jesus, enough already... I'm pale enough; I need all the blood I can retain.
I think the rapture is close. The signs are all there: Coolio is a Hollywood Square, Alice in Chains was playing on the MUZAK in my local grocery store. . . next some desperate paparazzi whore like Paris Hilton will have her own perfume.... oh no whoops
So I've been waiting by my computer all night for my class group members to e-mail their project pieces for our presentation tomorrow; I still haven't received the last one (!!!!??
!!!???) and it's beddy-bye time early for me tonight. I've decided to embrace my new abstinence with gusto... well, it's either I do that or turn into Diane Keaton in Looking for Mr. Goodbar, and while her life scarily mirrors mine, I'd prefer not to be knifed by Tom Berenger anytime soon, thank you.
Area people: great show coming up next Thursday at Geraldine's in West Springfield. The Swill Merchants will be playing at 9:00 pm. They are like the speed-addicted love children of Jim Morrison and Iggy Pop. It should be hot. I'll be dragging the Girls Club (all my lesbian pals) along.
Oh, and I caught a B-movie on cable that was amusing. It's called Dead End and is a noir/horror vehicle... dialogue was a riot at times, and not in the Ed Wood type of way.
Have pleasant dreams, and love the one you're with
Don't give it to her, you gotta give it to me! Me, me, me!
So maybe I didn't see it first, but I'm the one who wants it worst
I don't even know what I'm wanting yet, but I know I'm wanting something.
I don't even know what I'm missing yet, but I know I'm missing something!
-7 Year Bitch "The Scratch"
What the f*%#??!!! Do I have a g*%damn bug bullseye on my body???!!! I have more than 20 mosquito bites on my legs below by knees and my feet. I must be tasty, but jesus, enough already... I'm pale enough; I need all the blood I can retain.
I think the rapture is close. The signs are all there: Coolio is a Hollywood Square, Alice in Chains was playing on the MUZAK in my local grocery store. . . next some desperate paparazzi whore like Paris Hilton will have her own perfume.... oh no whoops
So I've been waiting by my computer all night for my class group members to e-mail their project pieces for our presentation tomorrow; I still haven't received the last one (!!!!??
!!!???) and it's beddy-bye time early for me tonight. I've decided to embrace my new abstinence with gusto... well, it's either I do that or turn into Diane Keaton in Looking for Mr. Goodbar, and while her life scarily mirrors mine, I'd prefer not to be knifed by Tom Berenger anytime soon, thank you.
Area people: great show coming up next Thursday at Geraldine's in West Springfield. The Swill Merchants will be playing at 9:00 pm. They are like the speed-addicted love children of Jim Morrison and Iggy Pop. It should be hot. I'll be dragging the Girls Club (all my lesbian pals) along.
Oh, and I caught a B-movie on cable that was amusing. It's called Dead End and is a noir/horror vehicle... dialogue was a riot at times, and not in the Ed Wood type of way.
Have pleasant dreams, and love the one you're with
Im way over due for a B movie. I was eyeing a straight to video horror flick, about an island of midget vampires, called Ankle Biters.
Lovin the one Im withbut its just me.
is he the center square?