Friday, November 30, 2007
Saturday, November 24, 2007
THE best song. Ever. No acceptions. Get over it.
Lot of knots, lot of snags,
lot of holes, lot of cracks lot of crags. Lot of naggin' old hags,
lot of fools, lot of fool scum bags.
Oh it's such a drag, what a chore... oh your wounds are full of salt.
Everything's a stress and what's more, well it's all somebody's fault.
Hey! Get, get, get, get, get over it!
Get over it, get over it.
Makes you sick, makes you ill,
makes you cheat, slipping change from the till.
Had it up to the gills... makes you cry while
the milk still spills. Ain't it just a bitch? What a pain...
Well it's all a crying shame. What
left to do but complain? Better find someone to blame.
Hey! Get, get, get, get, get over it!
Get over it, get over it.
Got a job, got a life, got a four-door and a faithless wife.
Got those nice copper pipes, got an ex, got a room for the night.
Aren't you such a catch?
What a prize! Got a body like a battle
axe... Love that perfect frown, honest eyes...
We ought to buy you a Cadillac.
lot of holes, lot of cracks lot of crags. Lot of naggin' old hags,
lot of fools, lot of fool scum bags.
Oh it's such a drag, what a chore... oh your wounds are full of salt.
Everything's a stress and what's more, well it's all somebody's fault.
Hey! Get, get, get, get, get over it!
Get over it, get over it.
Makes you sick, makes you ill,
makes you cheat, slipping change from the till.
Had it up to the gills... makes you cry while
the milk still spills. Ain't it just a bitch? What a pain...
Well it's all a crying shame. What
left to do but complain? Better find someone to blame.
Hey! Get, get, get, get, get over it!
Get over it, get over it.
Got a job, got a life, got a four-door and a faithless wife.
Got those nice copper pipes, got an ex, got a room for the night.
Aren't you such a catch?
What a prize! Got a body like a battle
axe... Love that perfect frown, honest eyes...
We ought to buy you a Cadillac.
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
Irene's Short Story-Chapter 1
Once upon a time there was an acorn named Thurgood. Thurgood was a very lonely Acorn. All the other Acorns laughed at him because he was yellow. One day, when Thurgood was at Starbucks with his pet manatee named Lester, he got a great idea.
"LESTER!" he exclaimed. "Lets move to Hollywood so I can become a star! Then no one will laugh at me!"
Lester thought about this taking a sip of his non-fat chai latte. "Alright."
And so it was settled. They were going to Hollywood.
To be continued
"LESTER!" he exclaimed. "Lets move to Hollywood so I can become a star! Then no one will laugh at me!"
Lester thought about this taking a sip of his non-fat chai latte. "Alright."
And so it was settled. They were going to Hollywood.
To be continued
Sunday, November 18, 2007
Poor Dan
Im trying to put up a picture of Ok Go but Dan always gets cut off. I will try to fix this. Because (it just took me like twelve tries to spell "because" holy crap) I love all Ok Go members equally and no one will be excluded. Oh and by the way I have a new poll. Please vote.
Saturday, November 17, 2007
Friday, November 16, 2007
Fudge nuggets
I am feeling a bit blue because:
1. My camera is broken. And now I am stuck with those disposable ones. On the plus side, mine has The Disney princesses on it. Wahoo.
2. Nobody reads my blog. Not even Danielle. Thanks.
3. I'm ugly.
4. Adrian is dying.
Mjeionviosdjpd
1. My camera is broken. And now I am stuck with those disposable ones. On the plus side, mine has The Disney princesses on it. Wahoo.
2. Nobody reads my blog. Not even Danielle. Thanks.
3. I'm ugly.
4. Adrian is dying.
Mjeionviosdjpd
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