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I'm drunk, hipsters are making loud noises outside my door, and I'm watching Jessica Tandy on Alfred Hitchcock Presents, so it feels like the right time to post.
I started something earlier, but I got bored with it, so I deleted it. Anyhoo, 2010 was better than '09, so surely '11 has to be better? Fuck 140 characters and Facebook. I'm too verbose for that shit.
I got my dance on, and every time, I forget how much I love it, and how central it is to me as a person, even if assholes take over the dance floor with their chatter and meat marketing. It must be so simple and relaxing to be normal.
Uh, happy New Year's. I still did not get Mondrian cake. Someone's going to pay.
I started something earlier, but I got bored with it, so I deleted it. Anyhoo, 2010 was better than '09, so surely '11 has to be better? Fuck 140 characters and Facebook. I'm too verbose for that shit.
I got my dance on, and every time, I forget how much I love it, and how central it is to me as a person, even if assholes take over the dance floor with their chatter and meat marketing. It must be so simple and relaxing to be normal.
Uh, happy New Year's. I still did not get Mondrian cake. Someone's going to pay.