Give me something to sing about....
May. 28th, 2003 09:08 amHee! On the way to work this morning, a (not bad looking) construction worker told me I had a beautiful smile.
Oh yeaah. I still got it. >D
Then I get to work and find this in my inbox:
Today's Horoscope:
Pisces's life would make total sense if set to music. Imagine a soaring orchestral cadence to complement your latest miracle. Hunger seems a lot more delicate when you call it appetite.
Figures. The one day I don't bring my cds or my player, I get something that prompts a strong desire to listen to "Once More, With Feeling." (for like the 324538975th time. but that's beside the point.)
if my office suddenly starts bursting into fully orchestrated song with choreographed dancing, I'll lock myself in the file room and hide.
Started reading Knocked Out by My Nunga Nungas this morning. And damned if I wasn't laughing like a mad thing on the train. Blimey O'Riley's trousers.
okay, work.
Oh yeaah. I still got it. >D
Then I get to work and find this in my inbox:
Today's Horoscope:
Pisces's life would make total sense if set to music. Imagine a soaring orchestral cadence to complement your latest miracle. Hunger seems a lot more delicate when you call it appetite.
Figures. The one day I don't bring my cds or my player, I get something that prompts a strong desire to listen to "Once More, With Feeling." (for like the 324538975th time. but that's beside the point.)
if my office suddenly starts bursting into fully orchestrated song with choreographed dancing, I'll lock myself in the file room and hide.
Started reading Knocked Out by My Nunga Nungas this morning. And damned if I wasn't laughing like a mad thing on the train. Blimey O'Riley's trousers.
okay, work.