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Song: Dreamgirls (Finale)
So, hey everybody, in case you hadn't noticed, it is already March the 1st! Wasn't New Year's Eve like yesterday?! Holy sweet merciful crap! I can't believe how quickly this year is flying by! I guess that's not a bad thing, but seriously. Times flies when life is happening to you, don't it?! I've been so caught up with work and school the last few weeks that it's been a little ridiculous. I know I've been somewhat hard to get hold of, and I can't say that it's going to get easier anytime soon, but don't hesitate in trying to get a hold of me. :)
Song: I Only Wanna Be With You, Vonda Shepard
Well, speaking of which...Alex is coming to visit from Vancouver. He's getting in tonight after work, which is cool. It's going to be a painfully quick visit, me thinks. I can't afford to skip class this week, partially because I'm behind, partially because I skipped all but one of my Wednesday classes in February, and partially because I have a quiz in my first class on Monday! Booo!
It's better than waiting until the end of the month when we are getting together for a weekend to go see Margaret Cho! Yay! MARGARET CHO!!!!!
Song: Feeling Good, Michael Buble
Stripper music makes me horny. Okay, not really, but it does make me want to do a strip tease of sorts. More on that later, possibly. The point of this reference is that I need to be getting ready for work, but I'm not. Oh wells. I just don't feel like getting to it yet. It's just not in me. I'm pooped. I slept really well again last night, with the help of Benelyn pills, which apparently get me really fucked up, but I'm still recovering from the cold I've had this week.
My hand really hurts from when I fell up an embankment I was trying to scramble up and clawed my way back down. :( What crazy adventure will I go on next? Hmmm, perhaps I shall scale Mount Everest in stiletto heels! Sounds like a good plan to me: "Oh great, that's just what this country needs -- a cock, in a frock, on a rock!" (Priscilla, 1994).
Song: Stop in the name of Love, The Supremes
Who can turn away Diana Ross first thing in the morning. I'm two seconds away from grabbing my straightening iron (seeing as how I don't have a curling iron) and dawning some heels and...well, let's just leave it at that, shall we? I'm in a weird, giddy mood today. I think I like it. It feels more natural than being a gloomy pussy all the time. [If anyone can catch the pop-culture reference, I'll be most pleased!!]
*dance break*
Song: I Love the Lord, Whitney Houston (The Preacher's Wife, 1996)
Fuck me, I don't care what anyone (particularly Alex and Matt) say, I LOVE WHITNEY HOUSTON. She's friggin' amazing. Like, for reals, yo!
'Nuff said.
This is what church music should be like, filled with great amounts of soul, a rock band and symphony combined, with greats amounts of gospel choir, and soloist. It makes my spirit soar, even if it is maybe the teensiest bit full of shlock!
Song: Big Girls Don't Cry, Fergie
I'm sorry, but once again I'm going to have to admit that this is an incredibly guilty pleasure. You know me, though, there's a break-up behind it. This is one of the songs that helped me get over Gary. Although, I'm not sure why -- I had very little empowerment, if any, that resulted from our breakup, it was completely in his time, in his way. I got no closure. I did cry. Whatever.
Other songs influential in re-gaining myself? Before He Cheats, Carrie Underwood and Do you Know, Enrique Eglasias. Yeah, whatever...it's a good song, if you only give it a chance. To that end, you should have seen me at work when it came on a couple weeks ago...let's just say if Sam still worked for us, she'd really have had a problem with me acting "gay".
Anyway, it's time to get my shit together.
So, hey everybody, in case you hadn't noticed, it is already March the 1st! Wasn't New Year's Eve like yesterday?! Holy sweet merciful crap! I can't believe how quickly this year is flying by! I guess that's not a bad thing, but seriously. Times flies when life is happening to you, don't it?! I've been so caught up with work and school the last few weeks that it's been a little ridiculous. I know I've been somewhat hard to get hold of, and I can't say that it's going to get easier anytime soon, but don't hesitate in trying to get a hold of me. :)
Song: I Only Wanna Be With You, Vonda Shepard
Well, speaking of which...Alex is coming to visit from Vancouver. He's getting in tonight after work, which is cool. It's going to be a painfully quick visit, me thinks. I can't afford to skip class this week, partially because I'm behind, partially because I skipped all but one of my Wednesday classes in February, and partially because I have a quiz in my first class on Monday! Booo!
It's better than waiting until the end of the month when we are getting together for a weekend to go see Margaret Cho! Yay! MARGARET CHO!!!!!
Song: Feeling Good, Michael Buble
Stripper music makes me horny. Okay, not really, but it does make me want to do a strip tease of sorts. More on that later, possibly. The point of this reference is that I need to be getting ready for work, but I'm not. Oh wells. I just don't feel like getting to it yet. It's just not in me. I'm pooped. I slept really well again last night, with the help of Benelyn pills, which apparently get me really fucked up, but I'm still recovering from the cold I've had this week.
My hand really hurts from when I fell up an embankment I was trying to scramble up and clawed my way back down. :( What crazy adventure will I go on next? Hmmm, perhaps I shall scale Mount Everest in stiletto heels! Sounds like a good plan to me: "Oh great, that's just what this country needs -- a cock, in a frock, on a rock!" (Priscilla, 1994).
Song: Stop in the name of Love, The Supremes
Who can turn away Diana Ross first thing in the morning. I'm two seconds away from grabbing my straightening iron (seeing as how I don't have a curling iron) and dawning some heels and...well, let's just leave it at that, shall we? I'm in a weird, giddy mood today. I think I like it. It feels more natural than being a gloomy pussy all the time. [If anyone can catch the pop-culture reference, I'll be most pleased!!]
*dance break*
Song: I Love the Lord, Whitney Houston (The Preacher's Wife, 1996)
Fuck me, I don't care what anyone (particularly Alex and Matt) say, I LOVE WHITNEY HOUSTON. She's friggin' amazing. Like, for reals, yo!
'Nuff said.
This is what church music should be like, filled with great amounts of soul, a rock band and symphony combined, with greats amounts of gospel choir, and soloist. It makes my spirit soar, even if it is maybe the teensiest bit full of shlock!
Song: Big Girls Don't Cry, Fergie
I'm sorry, but once again I'm going to have to admit that this is an incredibly guilty pleasure. You know me, though, there's a break-up behind it. This is one of the songs that helped me get over Gary. Although, I'm not sure why -- I had very little empowerment, if any, that resulted from our breakup, it was completely in his time, in his way. I got no closure. I did cry. Whatever.
Other songs influential in re-gaining myself? Before He Cheats, Carrie Underwood and Do you Know, Enrique Eglasias. Yeah, whatever...it's a good song, if you only give it a chance. To that end, you should have seen me at work when it came on a couple weeks ago...let's just say if Sam still worked for us, she'd really have had a problem with me acting "gay".
Anyway, it's time to get my shit together.