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Dammit. I have these 2 Cure songs stuck in my head and they keep sort of blending together into one sort mega-annoying mechasong.
I don’t like The Cure. I never have. I just want to scream “Robert Smith, get over yourself” whenever I see him.
Anyway, these songs are stuck in my head and I guess that’s my karmic cross to bear for not liking them or something.

Onomatopeia

New favorite song, at least for this week. Featured on my new mix cd. Mark is an invaluable resource for new music since I never actually find new music on my own.

Those were some sort of segue dots to indicate a massive non-sequitur.
You know you have rounded a bend when you have this conversation with your mother and think nothing of it…
Mom: It’s true what they say, the fastest way to a man’s heart is through his stomach.
Me: Well…that or a good blowjob.
Mom: …
Me: It’s true!
Mom: I know, honey, but still..
Sorry mom.
Okay, I’m off to brunch with my very very good friend and hairdresser, Owen! Owen is the man responsible for the entirely too fabulous hairstyles lately.
mmmpancakes!