| Like when Madonna leaves the hotel during "Justify My Love" |
[21 May 2004|12:08pm] |
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Alanis Morissette "So Called Chaos" |
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Well, it's the last B day of the year. It's also the last of other things as well. (Monica note: "It's also the last time you get to sit next to me and think how good I look in class...especially when I'm horny").
I'm in post-euphoria cigarette mode. I don't even smoke. I don't plan to. It's just a feeling.
I plan to really update later, this entry is really to humor myself and those in the know. I hate having to be like this with the deadjournal. Alas, it was a momentous occasion. And I'm still on the run. From him.
Louis.
P.S. Bought So-Called Chaos on Tuesday: basically what I expected, a lot of babble, not much that was musically interesting... but I do love some of the lyrics, though they're blunt and too syllabic.
"Wanting...needing...waiting...for YOU...to justify my love."
Pardon this entry.
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