This climate isn't exactly conducive to "sexy".
Please tell me I am not the only person on earth who realizes that "Ludacris" is an asinine thing to willfully call oneself, no matter how badly you spell it. Somebody get that guy a fucking dictionary. Maybe there's a story behind it, but wow. I thought "Q-Tip" was a stupid nickname.
Ye olde local alternative station was taking a phone poll this morning to find out whom is the sex symbol of Seattle because they couldn't think of anybody. I called, but didn't get through, as usual. (Incidentally, the only times I've ever gotten through to the station were when I was calling about something Green Day-related. I am pleased by this.) The only person I recall being named now was Chris Cornell, which depending on the era we're talking, I may or may not agree with. He has a great voice, I'll give him that. But please, keep the hair short. Never, ever go long again, Chris. Never.
I was surprised that I didn't hear anyone name Eddie Vedder. So he's not technically from Seattle, he is pretty deeply associated with it. And, uh...hot. He has that smoldering, mysterious thing going for him. And on him, it works. Aaaaaand I love Pearl Jam. So he qualifies because I say he does. And wins, too.
I have school tonight and I don't bloody want to go. It's a long drive, nobody seems to care about the project we're "working" on anyway, I'm running out of money and I have a suspicion that this really isn't going to pan out the way I've been trying to make it, no matter what I do at this point. Just like everything else, eh? Fuck.
I think I'm getting more and more irritable, and by extension crankier and bitchier. And if I had a clever way to end this post, I'd have used it by now.
Ye olde local alternative station was taking a phone poll this morning to find out whom is the sex symbol of Seattle because they couldn't think of anybody. I called, but didn't get through, as usual. (Incidentally, the only times I've ever gotten through to the station were when I was calling about something Green Day-related. I am pleased by this.) The only person I recall being named now was Chris Cornell, which depending on the era we're talking, I may or may not agree with. He has a great voice, I'll give him that. But please, keep the hair short. Never, ever go long again, Chris. Never.
I was surprised that I didn't hear anyone name Eddie Vedder. So he's not technically from Seattle, he is pretty deeply associated with it. And, uh...hot. He has that smoldering, mysterious thing going for him. And on him, it works. Aaaaaand I love Pearl Jam. So he qualifies because I say he does. And wins, too.
I have school tonight and I don't bloody want to go. It's a long drive, nobody seems to care about the project we're "working" on anyway, I'm running out of money and I have a suspicion that this really isn't going to pan out the way I've been trying to make it, no matter what I do at this point. Just like everything else, eh? Fuck.
I think I'm getting more and more irritable, and by extension crankier and bitchier. And if I had a clever way to end this post, I'd have used it by now.