Thoughts while wired on Coffee Coolatta and driving south on the Garden State Parkway
Man, I like driving fast. I like speed. Let's take the corners, let's pass everyone!
I wanna fuck. I wanna fight! I wanna fight while fucking! Fuck while fighting!
I don't know if I like this caffeine stuff.
Hey, Pink is playing. I love this “So What” song. If I like every song of hers that I hear, why haven't I bought any of her records yet. She's tough, in that is-she-or-isn't-she way. Thanks, Linda Perry - Ihate that “What's Going On” song you and your 4-Non Blondes did, but Pink is all right.
C+C Music Factory's “Make You Sweat” is on. Seriously, this was a big hit? Ah, the early '90s, when house music was so popular that Madonna had to copy it. And did people ever make so big a deal about a new decade than the '90s? “Welcome to the '90s.” “I'm a '90s woman.” “Oh, he's a sensitive '90s man.” What did all that shit mean?
I don't see enough drag queens to know, but if they're not impersonating Beyonce yet, then I don't see the point. She's the new Power Woman. She is FIERCE. Over-the-top, blasted-beyond-recognition, super-gay FIERCE. She says, “Look at me! Look at me burn! See how FIERCE I am! Love me, and despair!” Shit, her new alter ego is named Sasha FIERCE. We've now seen 10 years of Beyonce, and about five years ago I was totally sick of her because she was everywhere. But since then I've given in. She's too FIERCE. Only she can make the sentence “If you liked it then you should have put a ring on it” sound like an insult to lame-ass dudes rather than insulting women by calling them an it. Why? Because she's FIERCE.
Don't think you're not hot, because then you won't be. But it's tough to think you're hot without anyone to prove it independently.
Moms should indulge their kids' weird shit, law allowing. Mine did, I turned out fine.
I wanna fuck. I wanna fight! I wanna fight while fucking! Fuck while fighting!
I don't know if I like this caffeine stuff.
Hey, Pink is playing. I love this “So What” song. If I like every song of hers that I hear, why haven't I bought any of her records yet. She's tough, in that is-she-or-isn't-she way. Thanks, Linda Perry - Ihate that “What's Going On” song you and your 4-Non Blondes did, but Pink is all right.
C+C Music Factory's “Make You Sweat” is on. Seriously, this was a big hit? Ah, the early '90s, when house music was so popular that Madonna had to copy it. And did people ever make so big a deal about a new decade than the '90s? “Welcome to the '90s.” “I'm a '90s woman.” “Oh, he's a sensitive '90s man.” What did all that shit mean?
I don't see enough drag queens to know, but if they're not impersonating Beyonce yet, then I don't see the point. She's the new Power Woman. She is FIERCE. Over-the-top, blasted-beyond-recognition, super-gay FIERCE. She says, “Look at me! Look at me burn! See how FIERCE I am! Love me, and despair!” Shit, her new alter ego is named Sasha FIERCE. We've now seen 10 years of Beyonce, and about five years ago I was totally sick of her because she was everywhere. But since then I've given in. She's too FIERCE. Only she can make the sentence “If you liked it then you should have put a ring on it” sound like an insult to lame-ass dudes rather than insulting women by calling them an it. Why? Because she's FIERCE.
Don't think you're not hot, because then you won't be. But it's tough to think you're hot without anyone to prove it independently.
Moms should indulge their kids' weird shit, law allowing. Mine did, I turned out fine.