Sigh...
My life is like a Hootie and the Blowfish song. Dated, repetitive, soothing, and a mysteriously white-sounding black man warbling in the background. Break out the cabbage-patch dance, we're going to the early 90s you guys!
I keep telling myself it'll all be ok soon. Counting the days 'till David an' Blaire live here.
Oh! Last night! Saw Anna Nalick in concert. It was hilarious. She's so funny. Spent a good majority of the night making fun of Avril (somebody's mother asked for her autograph for her daughter thinking she was Avril), even spontaneously broke into "I'm with you" or whatever that song's called. Did an excellent mockery of the Canadian way of saying such words like "sound". Totally belted it a million times better, too. Then she mocked Paris Hilton some too. Sang some Fleetwood Mac even. And, of course, she's hot as shit. So you've got good music, good humor, and sexyness. And, it was in bumblefuck Lancester, PA. Go figure.
And tomorrow, I have a test in Spanish. For all two classes we've had.
What else. I really don't like my job. If it wasn't for the fact that I get paid way more than I should, I'd just quit.
Oh. and Wendy, if that was you who sent me that link in a note last post, I'd be interested if my life wasn't overflowing in stuff. I'd send something anyway, as maybe I could do that instead of my job - but there's no working link there! But thank you for thinking of me.
Oh, Cracked Rear View.
I keep telling myself it'll all be ok soon. Counting the days 'till David an' Blaire live here.
Oh! Last night! Saw Anna Nalick in concert. It was hilarious. She's so funny. Spent a good majority of the night making fun of Avril (somebody's mother asked for her autograph for her daughter thinking she was Avril), even spontaneously broke into "I'm with you" or whatever that song's called. Did an excellent mockery of the Canadian way of saying such words like "sound". Totally belted it a million times better, too. Then she mocked Paris Hilton some too. Sang some Fleetwood Mac even. And, of course, she's hot as shit. So you've got good music, good humor, and sexyness. And, it was in bumblefuck Lancester, PA. Go figure.
And tomorrow, I have a test in Spanish. For all two classes we've had.
What else. I really don't like my job. If it wasn't for the fact that I get paid way more than I should, I'd just quit.
Oh. and Wendy, if that was you who sent me that link in a note last post, I'd be interested if my life wasn't overflowing in stuff. I'd send something anyway, as maybe I could do that instead of my job - but there's no working link there! But thank you for thinking of me.
Oh, Cracked Rear View.