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Aug. 31st, 2003 01:03 amI did things other than memes today, I swear. Except for how I really didn't unless you count work, which, blargh.
If I were a popslash genre, I'd be Comedy! Shocking, I know.
Proving I need new letters in my name, plus also, optional lyrics:
Green Eyes, Coldplay. 'Anyone who tried to deny you must be out of their minds.'
I Grieve, Peter Gabriel. 'The news that truly shocks is the empty, empty page.'
Don't Dream It's Over, Crowded House. 'But you'll never see the end of the road while you're travelling with me.'
Days Go By, Dirty Vegas. 'You are still a whisper on my lips, a feeling at my fingertips that's pulling at my skin.'
You Don't Know Where Your Interest Lies, Simon and Garfunkel. 'You don't know that you love me, but I know that you do.'
Grim Grinning Ghosts, BNL. 'Restless bones etherealize and rise as spooks of every size; grim grinning ghosts come out to socialize.'
Evergreen Shore, The Isaacs. '...while the eye of the storm passes o'er...'
Enemy, Eve6. 'I faced a fear of mine and shivered but didn't blink.'
Kody, Matchbox 20. 'We kept this hat of broken dreams and we pulled them out when we needed them around.'
Those were gacked off my current playlist of, erm, every song on the computer. Cleverly titled Everything!!1!1!. With, yes, all that punctuation. I am just that teeny.
And, for the record, I can choose between a threesome in seven years with Lance and Britney in a shower, or Eminem and Aaron Carter in a recording studio in three. Yeah. I'ma wait for Britney and Lance, I think. ;-)
If I were a popslash genre, I'd be Comedy! Shocking, I know.
Proving I need new letters in my name, plus also, optional lyrics:
Green Eyes, Coldplay. 'Anyone who tried to deny you must be out of their minds.'
I Grieve, Peter Gabriel. 'The news that truly shocks is the empty, empty page.'
Don't Dream It's Over, Crowded House. 'But you'll never see the end of the road while you're travelling with me.'
Days Go By, Dirty Vegas. 'You are still a whisper on my lips, a feeling at my fingertips that's pulling at my skin.'
You Don't Know Where Your Interest Lies, Simon and Garfunkel. 'You don't know that you love me, but I know that you do.'
Grim Grinning Ghosts, BNL. 'Restless bones etherealize and rise as spooks of every size; grim grinning ghosts come out to socialize.'
Evergreen Shore, The Isaacs. '...while the eye of the storm passes o'er...'
Enemy, Eve6. 'I faced a fear of mine and shivered but didn't blink.'
Kody, Matchbox 20. 'We kept this hat of broken dreams and we pulled them out when we needed them around.'
Those were gacked off my current playlist of, erm, every song on the computer. Cleverly titled Everything!!1!1!. With, yes, all that punctuation. I am just that teeny.
And, for the record, I can choose between a threesome in seven years with Lance and Britney in a shower, or Eminem and Aaron Carter in a recording studio in three. Yeah. I'ma wait for Britney and Lance, I think. ;-)
