December 20th, 2001


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"I got a hole in my roof in the shape of a heart
well I'm goin out west where they appreciate me"
  • Current Music
    Tom Waits - Murder In The Red Barn

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I took that lil badass GRRRL test that all the hip, trendy, groovy peeps are taking and it says I'm this:

which is alright considering the other two choices I've seen are jewell and shirley manson.
heh.. 'punk politician'... heheh...

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my coffee smells a little like really fresh, well cured, aromatic pipe tobacco.
I like it, but it's still a lil disconcerting.
I called chad for a wake up call but ambien + 4 hours of sleep = needing more sleep.
So I'll call him again in just a lil bit.
My mom is upset with herself because she isn't feeling very christmassy so she's storming around the house, pissed at herself, taking it out on inanimate objects, throwing things around.
She's been informed that if she keeps this up for more than a day or two I will wrap her in duct tape and prop her in the corner and she'll just stay there until it's time to clean up Christmas day.
I mean it too, dammit.
The tree still needs to go up and we're just gonna HAVE to clean up down here. My mom has ocd, I swear. She's a keeper. She keeps everything. EVERYTHING. It's getting really really bad. I think maybe I'll draft my sister and we'll just... fucking strip the house, come up with storage, splurge a lil and just gaddamn fix it. It's getting to the point where I'm utterly frustrated everytime I just walk through the house and see all the CRAP that's here.

Anyway. Back to being the merry frickin lil elf I am.
  • Current Mood
    loved loved

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I'm gonna drive all night
Take some speed
I'm gonna wait for the sun
To shine down on me
I cut a hole in my roof
The shape of a heart

And I'm goin' out west
Where they'll appreciate me
Goin' out west
Goin' out west
  • Current Music
    Tom Waits - Who Are You?

*these* are beautiful lyrics

Hope I Don't Fall In Love With You

Well I hope that I don't fall in love with you
'Cause falling in love just makes me blue,
Well the music plays and you display your heart for me to see,
I had a beer and now I hear you calling out for me
And I hope that I don't fall in love with you.

Well the room is crowded, there's people everywhere
And I wonder, should I offer you a chair?
Well if you sit down with this old clown, take that frown and break it,
Before the evening's gone away, I think that we could make it,
And I hope that I don't fall in love with you.

I can see that you are lonesome just like me, and it being late,
You'd like some some company,
Well I've had two, I look at you, and you look back at me,
The guy you're with has up and split, the chair next to you's free,
And I hope that you don't fall in love with me.
And I hope that you don't fall in love with me.

Now it's closing time, the music's fading out
Last call for drinks, I'll have another stout.
Turn around to look at you, you're nowhere to be found,
I search the place for your lost face, guess I'll have another round
And I think that I just fell in love with you.
  • Current Music
    Tom Waits - The Ocean Doesn't Want Me