Yo. Closer than my peeps you are to me. That's beautiful. So fresh and so clean-clean. I love hip pop.
I actually hate it
In other news:
from a strange star
Absolutely nothing.
what a surprise
G'night.
sleep tight

don't let the bed bugs bite

dream of me

under the starlight
... Oh okay, I'll try and come up with something more. Ehm. What's with politics. Huh? What's up with that?
I'm struggling
Ehm yeah. So nut a lot is going on right now. I'm still hoping that Andrew will fix things and let me use diaryland again. I'm still waiting patiently for dsl. I'm still doing as little as possible. Later tonight I'll watch LA Confidential and that's about as much energy as I'll put into anything. I still haven't installed that anti-virus thing. I still insist that Bush is gay. I haven't found that hidden treasure that pirates buried in my back yard in the late 17th century.
daddy's little girl ain't a girl no more
So nothing new really.
I'm a negative creep and I'm stoned
Oh yeah, the neon light in the kitchen is flickering again. It's not that exciting but it's something. When my headache gets annyoing enough I'll go turn it off. Flicker flicker, meet me under the neon lights, bathed in fluorescent love.
pass it back and forth
Someone send me some more eCrush emails. It's no fun not getting them. Come on. I dare ya. Send me more.
spam spam spam spam spam
I promised Skye not to kick Elliott's ass even though he proposed to her. Stay away from my girls, dude!
namedropping, do you know them?
My MP3 of the day site got more noticement. One of the moderators on the official board posted it here. Woohooo. I thought I'd found a great place to upload my mp3's, but now something's wrong with that place too. But it's all good. That was 1) stupid 2) boring 3) slightly confusing and 4) unimportant.
but then everything is
All in all life's great and I want to die.
zombie, it's in your head
As I'm sure you do too after reading this. But it's late and I'm not drunk and I'm rehasing old jokes.
just to make you smile
Bang.
bang-bang you're dead
G'night, muchachos
hole in your head
np: pumpkins - set the ray to jerry