Waking up soapy-smelling
    and sore next to you
I was victim of an accident, a
    wreck waiting to happen

I was doing shots of you
But i didn't quit
    when i needed to
Then you were too much
    in my blood--
Neither of us belonged behind
    that wheel...

Our love had been combustion,
    but the engine stalled
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i'm obsessing over a new album. in fact, one of the primary reasons i am posting right now is to urge each and every one of you to go buy this album as soon as possible--for your own good. your life will be better if you listen to:

Scissor Sisters.there are a number of reasons to love this eponymous album, for me personally. the most important ( Read more... )

i've been busy ( Read more... )

Don't look now
I'm fading away
Into the gray of my mornings
Or the blues of every night

Is it that my nails
   keep breaking
Or maybe the corn
   on my second little piggy
Things keep popping out
   on my face
       or
   of my life

It seems no matter how
I try I become more difficult
   to hold
I am not an easy woman
   to want

They have asked
   the ( Read more... )

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NBC news reported early this morning that President Ronald Reagan, lying in state in the Capital Rotunda, continues to be dead. The surprising announcement was made by NBC anchor Tom Brokow, known for his years of authoritative, impartial investigative reporting. "In spite of thousands of Americans paying their respects to the late President, it ( Read more... )

living in san francisco and loving it means you have to love the cold days of summer, when fog-damp winds tear through the layers of your clothing--at your core you stay warm and breathe in the gales, you look at the buildings illuminated by cloudy gray sunlight, you crest a hill and see another neighborhood spread out before you and you think, "i' ( Read more... )