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melayneseahawk) wrote2008-12-19 02:15 pm
melayneseahawk) wrote2008-12-19 02:15 pm
Hmm
Have appointment with possible new shrink. Still not sure about the work situation. Refuse to freak out about it.
That being said, I'm convinced that I'll get the call as soon as I get in the shower.
Dude, what does one wear to a sex toy party, anyway?
the "Be Pete Wentz" meme:
1. Put your music player on shuffle
2. The first lines of twenty songs = a poem; the first line of the twenty-first song is the title. Feel free to make guesses at what songs these are. Hint: I put the assorted indie dump on shuffle and started typing.
I'm Never Gonna Dance Again
Don’t chase girls, don’t get too close.
Time, why you punish me?
She grew up fast as a cabaret show.
Give this stone to my brother.
You gotta hope for the best.
Am I not pretty enough?
I feel everything, but I'm not sure that I feel anything.
Take me out tonight.
Well, I find myself in reverie:
Today I am a small blue thing.
Satellite in my eyes, like a diamond in the sky.
I am thinking it's a sign.
The picture is burned at the edge.
You can make a plan.
Is it getting better?
Don't you mess with a little girl's dream.
When the sun shines bright,
Where do we go from here?
Step one: you say we need to talk.
Children, behave!
That being said, I'm convinced that I'll get the call as soon as I get in the shower.
Dude, what does one wear to a sex toy party, anyway?
the "Be Pete Wentz" meme:
1. Put your music player on shuffle
2. The first lines of twenty songs = a poem; the first line of the twenty-first song is the title. Feel free to make guesses at what songs these are. Hint: I put the assorted indie dump on shuffle and started typing.
I'm Never Gonna Dance Again
Don’t chase girls, don’t get too close.
Time, why you punish me?
She grew up fast as a cabaret show.
Give this stone to my brother.
You gotta hope for the best.
Am I not pretty enough?
I feel everything, but I'm not sure that I feel anything.
Take me out tonight.
Well, I find myself in reverie:
Today I am a small blue thing.
Satellite in my eyes, like a diamond in the sky.
I am thinking it's a sign.
The picture is burned at the edge.
You can make a plan.
Is it getting better?
Don't you mess with a little girl's dream.
When the sun shines bright,
Where do we go from here?
Step one: you say we need to talk.
Children, behave!