People who have nothing to do are quickly tired of their own company.

I always see her in Town Square,
Disneyland wreck beyond repair.
With bloodshot eyes from a three day binge...
In the finest rooms at the Holiday Inn,
So sincerely insincere.
Her love for life has disappeared?

Life's a bitch. You've got to go out and kick ass.

Maybe coffee and cigarettes are best,
For the priest to whom she must confess.
So she can't keep running...
But she can't slow down.
You can't think straight on a Merry-Go-Round,
She's found her own way to deal with the pain.
Her daily solution all in vain?

Do not pass 'Go', do not collect $200... do not float and IPO either.

Down , Down, Down, Down, Down she goes,
Digging herself the deepest hole.
Soon she'll be all alone...
Everyday the desperation grows.
Down she goes, cycles starting or ending?
Doesn't she know? Its wholly intent -
Life is not a spectacle or a feast; its a predicament!

Not downloading funny stuff is like going through life with the hand-brake on...

WildTangent Virtual Dancer
This is a virtual dancer dressed up like Santa's little helper! She's way cool, and as the description would suggest she dances to stuff! And like when the music changes she does certain moves... but its basically just this pretty virtual girl in a Christmas costume bopping around. :)
However its one of the funniest things I have seen lately since when you get repetitive beats in the music she jumps up and down. This is funny because she has the most prodigious boobs I have ever seen on a virtual girl (barring Lara Croft who I assume is just bordering on the realms of stupidity)... and they bounce rather ridiculously!
*laugh*

Warning: Breakdancing midget with tourette's syndrome on-board!

I am unshowered. Listening to Ani Defranco. I haven't done much today at all except laundry and cleaning.
Since being up for most of the night (night is for -sleeping- not for gurana madness).
I was called gorgeous today! *smile* That's a bit of a boost. :)
I have stretch marks on my ankles... fortunately they're starting to go away. I just had a growth spurt with summer I think, which is pretty cool, but a little annoying as well.

Its been so long since I've seen the ocean, I guess I should...

I want someone to laugh with me, someone to be grave with me, someone to please me and help my discrimination with his or her own remark, and at times, no doubt, to admire my acuteness and mindfulness.

Its all a lot of oysters, but no pearls.
If you think that I could be forgiven, I wish you would.