YOW-za
Why YOW-za? I really have no idea.
Your Thursday horoscope, Colette!
A new creative project effortlessly rolls out from within. You might not appreciate the effort that some people put into their art when it happens so naturally for you. An obstacle will soon change your perception.
Hmmmm. I don't remember having a new project, although I have many. This is true though... I think especially with writing, I can be that way.
Okay, catchiest song EVER written. Foreigner's "Hot Blooded." Has been stuck in my head for going on three weeks now. NO! Longer! Because I heard it coming back from rugby practice at Oakton once and that started it. DANG, THIS MUST BE SOME KIND OF RECORD. oops, I care too little to fix it. Aren't I a peach? lol.
Definitely a "sex it up!" song. "Tell me, are you hot mama? You sure look that way to me. Are you old enough? Will you be ready when I call your bluff? cause I'm hot blooded! hot blooded! check and see! got a fever of a hundred and three. cmon baby do you do more than dance? No its up to you, can we make a secret roundevous Before we do you'll have to get rid of you-know-who...I'm so hot for you child. You're makin' me high, you're a little bit of sky. You're making me sing, you sweet little thing..."
Oh, man gotta love it. I am on such a retro kick. Old school rock has been my genre of choice recently. Even downloaded some Journey. :0 wait, I meant ;) ha, I need to get in touch with my inner smiley.
I have this urge to talk, instead of write my story. Alright, to make a long story short, Drove at the theight of a snow storm to VMI and didn't get in until four in the morning, met a female sumo wrestler named Angel, who likes to tease prostitutes with her boyfriend, decided I never want to stay in Lexington for longer than ten minutes OH EYE OF TIGER! YES! sorry my kazaa, kinda, well, uh, back to your business... CAUSE ITS THE EYE OF TIGER ITS THE THRILL OF THE FIGHT! okay, I'm done... Drove home and stopped off at Mary Baldwin College which was surprisingly nice, the gals there are pretty cool, and trying to start a rugby team, who'd of thunk a girls school could be so nice, applying there as safety I think, (I feel like Holden Caulfield, with all of my randomness and commas...) and now Dad and I are home, having successfully bonded in a 87 Volvo. I mean, really. It was fun, and he knew stuff like ZZ Top's guitar type and the album name and was giving me history of the British blues bands (Like Fog Hat) and how they copied the Americans, then we copied them back, and we listened to 94.7 The Arrow until it grew fuzzy. Parents hold back on so much -- I swear they do. He is on my bed behind me. Snoring. Loudly. As in, I can still here him with my headphones on. You go, Fog Hat, you go have your Magic Carpet Ride.
"Close your eyes girl, look inside girl, let the sound take you away!" best line? "I looked around, and camels were all I could find"
So, got lots of fabric on sale Thanksgiving weekend. We got a Quinceinera pattern -- Buttericks were just one dollar!-- so my princess costume is kinda Disney Cinderella-ish because it has poofy sleeves and its blue. Huzzah for tulle! *la la la la laaaa la!* *Ballerina pose* I am so excited about it. Oh, its so cute! Which is not a adjective I use often, so you know I must be moved. It's going to be awesome. I feel the same love for my part I do with the Mad Plumber -- they were just so enjoyable. My Bob the Porcupine is a kid named Jared. He's a freshman with this curly afro and skater shoes.
Princess Perfect: "But you're a Porcupine!"
Bob: "Well, yes."
Princess Perfect: "Mommy! Daddy! I'm married to a PORCUPINE!!!"
King Schmoe: "Well, dear, yes you are..."
These arranged marriages never work out.
*side note: greatest oldies rock song to make you believe in love, feel loved, and yearn for Mr. Right all while rockin out? Journey's "Someday Love Will Find You" Ironic, perhaps...
*hint: dl it! ...that way, I can talk about it to someone, cause no one else does...
Trivia of the Day: Who framed Rodger Rabbit?
Your Thursday horoscope, Colette!
A new creative project effortlessly rolls out from within. You might not appreciate the effort that some people put into their art when it happens so naturally for you. An obstacle will soon change your perception.
Hmmmm. I don't remember having a new project, although I have many. This is true though... I think especially with writing, I can be that way.
Okay, catchiest song EVER written. Foreigner's "Hot Blooded." Has been stuck in my head for going on three weeks now. NO! Longer! Because I heard it coming back from rugby practice at Oakton once and that started it. DANG, THIS MUST BE SOME KIND OF RECORD. oops, I care too little to fix it. Aren't I a peach? lol.
Definitely a "sex it up!" song. "Tell me, are you hot mama? You sure look that way to me. Are you old enough? Will you be ready when I call your bluff? cause I'm hot blooded! hot blooded! check and see! got a fever of a hundred and three. cmon baby do you do more than dance? No its up to you, can we make a secret roundevous Before we do you'll have to get rid of you-know-who...I'm so hot for you child. You're makin' me high, you're a little bit of sky. You're making me sing, you sweet little thing..."
Oh, man gotta love it. I am on such a retro kick. Old school rock has been my genre of choice recently. Even downloaded some Journey. :0 wait, I meant ;) ha, I need to get in touch with my inner smiley.
I have this urge to talk, instead of write my story. Alright, to make a long story short, Drove at the theight of a snow storm to VMI and didn't get in until four in the morning, met a female sumo wrestler named Angel, who likes to tease prostitutes with her boyfriend, decided I never want to stay in Lexington for longer than ten minutes OH EYE OF TIGER! YES! sorry my kazaa, kinda, well, uh, back to your business... CAUSE ITS THE EYE OF TIGER ITS THE THRILL OF THE FIGHT! okay, I'm done... Drove home and stopped off at Mary Baldwin College which was surprisingly nice, the gals there are pretty cool, and trying to start a rugby team, who'd of thunk a girls school could be so nice, applying there as safety I think, (I feel like Holden Caulfield, with all of my randomness and commas...) and now Dad and I are home, having successfully bonded in a 87 Volvo. I mean, really. It was fun, and he knew stuff like ZZ Top's guitar type and the album name and was giving me history of the British blues bands (Like Fog Hat) and how they copied the Americans, then we copied them back, and we listened to 94.7 The Arrow until it grew fuzzy. Parents hold back on so much -- I swear they do. He is on my bed behind me. Snoring. Loudly. As in, I can still here him with my headphones on. You go, Fog Hat, you go have your Magic Carpet Ride.
"Close your eyes girl, look inside girl, let the sound take you away!" best line? "I looked around, and camels were all I could find"
So, got lots of fabric on sale Thanksgiving weekend. We got a Quinceinera pattern -- Buttericks were just one dollar!-- so my princess costume is kinda Disney Cinderella-ish because it has poofy sleeves and its blue. Huzzah for tulle! *la la la la laaaa la!* *Ballerina pose* I am so excited about it. Oh, its so cute! Which is not a adjective I use often, so you know I must be moved. It's going to be awesome. I feel the same love for my part I do with the Mad Plumber -- they were just so enjoyable. My Bob the Porcupine is a kid named Jared. He's a freshman with this curly afro and skater shoes.
Princess Perfect: "But you're a Porcupine!"
Bob: "Well, yes."
Princess Perfect: "Mommy! Daddy! I'm married to a PORCUPINE!!!"
King Schmoe: "Well, dear, yes you are..."
These arranged marriages never work out.
*side note: greatest oldies rock song to make you believe in love, feel loved, and yearn for Mr. Right all while rockin out? Journey's "Someday Love Will Find You" Ironic, perhaps...
*hint: dl it! ...that way, I can talk about it to someone, cause no one else does...
Trivia of the Day: Who framed Rodger Rabbit?