( How I ended up in a Dresden Dolls video....seriously folks )

Hello, my name is Jesse and I....I'm a closet Bright Eyes fan ( Read more... )

I would like "Pomp & Circumstance" more if it was called "Pop & Circus chants." I'll write a song one day with that name. Feel free to steal it for personal amusement in the meantime.

The rain makes me think of songs about rain or referencing the rain in some way in their titles. (Rainbows, raincoats and words like that don't apply here)
( RAINsongs )

I'm not one to really do this, but Gina asked me to and I rarely disobey Gina. So 5 "Weird Things" that I do:
( NEUROTIC like Woody Allen )

I have the strongest urge right now to write poetry. However, I know I'd never let anyone read it and if anyone ever happened upon it, I'd have to kill them.

P.S. Why can't people just pay me to smile and look pretty? My mom always said I should be a model, but I never thought I'd actually want to be one out of sheer laziness.

Where is my ( Read more... )

Why are Wham! songs so much fun to sing along to when you are alone? By you, I am referring to me.

( Tonight the music seems so loud. I wish that we could lose this crowd. Maybe it's better in this way, we'd hurt each other with the things we want to say )

I am going to go for a walk. It is windy and rainy but I just need Mother Nature to slap me in the face right now. Plus, the sunset in Narragansett is full of undeniable "wake up my zest for life" splendor ( Read more... )

Sometimes, when I look in the mirror, I see an attractive young chap.

Other times, I wonder if I had unknowingly experienced a hedonistic two week drug binge prior to looking into said mirror.

Yes, so I just spent the day with one Miss Maria Cataloni. Soooo good. I am chock full of music now for atleast two lifetimes. Two really rockin' lifetimes. We watched the Betty White Show. Followed by a trip to Savers(I need girls' stretch t-shirts to live, mind you). Completed by a dinner of pasta and sauce and a very special viewing of Jem ( Read more... )

This just in: Dick Clark's Rocking New Year's Eve bash in Times Square was less an exciting come-back and more a game to guess what the hell he was trying to say. Oh, Dick.