Tuesday, February 24, 2009

I WANT MYYY SON BAAAACK!!


I know you do, honey. And you kicked ass in that movie.
I would recommend it to anybody.


Thursday, February 19, 2009

Are those pussy willows??

YES. Dried ones




Award Season

I swear if anybody knew how fake I had to be at work sometimes I would win an Oscar. It's funny to act like you care and are interested in what people say when you really could give a shit less. It's fun to perform sometimes. Try and put THAT on film Sean Penn.

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

My ode to Los Angeles

My tribute to the LA lifestyle and a way of expressing my secret hope of going there one day for a specific purpose. One day my call will come.

They say dreams come true in Los Angeles

Everything you'll ever need at your front door

Is it true or just a facade?

Is that my way of getting something more?

The glitz the glamour and of course the fame

The way it would feel to have everyone know your name

Money flows like wine and the sun never sets

The women are all beautiful and have fake breasts

A powerful place that never winds down

A change of pace for me and my white trash town

Could I handle that world or just be pushed aside

My dreams may come true if I only give it a try

Funny Shit

The married guy that my sister is screwing has offered to "take me to a club". If it weren't so ridiculous I may take him up on it. I need to get laid. Badly.

Friday, February 13, 2009

So damn nasty

I'd tap that.

Thursday, February 12, 2009

Cocaine Airplane


I'm riding on a cocaine
Airplane, rocket train

And I don't ever wanna come down

I'm walking along

And singing my song

Even though I don't hear a sound

So high above

Everything I love

It feels so good to be free

I'm riding on a cocaine

Airplane, rocket train

And right now I love being me

Breakdown

I'm having a breakdown
Have you seen it anywhere
I lost it on the way to see you
Crumbling into pieces, like always
Living inside a cloud
Touching it but not feeling
My hands can't grasp it no matter how I try
Not close enough, like always
Loving it or hating it
Begging for one or the other
It doesn't matter the outcome anymore
Repeating itself, like always

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Wost week of my life

  • DUMPED
  • Dad in hospital...twice

Honestly I've never felt so depressed or alone. The last week of January will from now on be a black spot. I'm not one to cry and I spent a good three days in a row being a hot emotional mess. Thanks Canada!

But I'm better now. Life will go on and as Leona says, "It'll all get better in tiiiime!" LOL