( Clicky. Especially if you got a DUI (Dialing Under the Influence). )

All joking aside, maybe I'm a comparative eunuch and nobody explained it to me, and life seems bound to throw me to the lesbians so they can try to get the facts through my thick skull through violence or helpful visual aids, whatever works ( Read more... )

VICTORY! Nobody got punched in the dive bar, even though I sang a song from Prince's funky still-getting-it-on pre-Jehovah's-witness years! I am actually not counting the guy who got hit with a pool cue because that happened before I took the stage, nor the guy who met the wrong end of Nancy's heels ( Read more... )

Apparently I missed a party, albeit with people I haven't met yet. The usual party drama happened. Without me ( Read more... )

Listen to this.

If we wanted to stage it like they've been performing it in early runs, we could teach all on stage (21, natch) an instrument to play together around the singing.

You gotta admit, it would be cool! (Dibs on a solo.)

( lyrics repository to keep working on )

[[OOC Note: this blog is maintained entirely separately from public school blogs, using the quasi-pseudonym 'John Wolf'. You may well read this blog, in which he talks music and uploads, pop culture, and generally thinks deep thoughts with a thin veil of anonymization, or you might just ignore it, as there's no great attention drawn to it within ( Read more... )

I Heard Yes (fragmentary)

So this is what I'll tell them when they all ask about you ( Read more... )

My roommate has a MOTHERFUCKING CHAINSAW and is living in our closet. Somehow. I haven't quite figured out what the fuck is going on there, and I haven't seen him since the surprise with the ROARING POWERTOOLS OUT OF NOWHERE. Given this school's rep lately, I thought the absolute worst ( Read more... )