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I ain't no hollaback girl (This my shit)10 January 2005 - 1:17 a.m.
I've been a bad, bad girl, I've been careless with a delicate man... Fiona Apple moods happen after seeing Saba's MSN name. Tonight James and I watched (finally) Y Tu Mama Tambien, which wasn't as filled with sexy results as I had hoped. The two guys were cute, and so clueless. The previously-mentioned guy-on-guy action was hott, but not extra hott as promised. Good movie though. We laughed at some of it's ridiculousness. It did result in a funny and frank discussion about relationships, the "future", society's opinions on homosexuality and the silly things pubescent teens think and do. We've also decided we're not zany enough and need to do more crazy things in our young-adult years to look back on. The idea of a roadtrip was mentioned. "I am a rabbit/I've got to have it/It's a force of habit/I'd like to share my carrot... with you" Those are actual song lyrics! Crazy. Some song covered by the Lemonheads. Made me laugh. Unbelievable... Caught up with Liam the other day, that was surprising. He's doing well. I hope he does come visit, though I doubt he will. Essay due Wed, not fun. Been downloading some new albums, like Razorlight, who Huda and I are seeing on Wed, and The Go! Team, Gwen Stefani, Black Eyed Peas (har har), Feist, Tangiers, The Walkmen, some old Bright Eyes, Snow Patrol... I'll let you know how they turn out, though it takes me ages to listen to full albums. Way too impatient. I returned my defective Arcade Fire CD for a good one, but unfortunately the Broken Social Scene concert for the tsunami relief sold out on like, the first day. Grr.. I still have Metric and Futureheads coming up though. Here's to week #2. And new chore schedules. And two hour naps. And listening to the Phantom soundtrack. And empty condos. |