I have been so busy being the coolest bitch on the planet that my poor blog has fallen by the wayside. My life is not interesting enough to talk about on a regular basis, so I have come up with a way to blog with a purpose. Not a staggering life-altering purpose, but a purpose nonetheless. A while back I brought up the amazing website Songfacts and our tendency to vote on anything and everything that comes to mind. I've decided to randomly go through the list of my Top Fifty Favorite Songs and tell you why I love each song and what part it has played in my life. I will report that I have extremely varied and odd taste in music, from the almighty Tenacious D to Etta James to Run DMC to Rick mother fucking Astley. You may read the original post here. And don't worry, we've done a second Top Fifty since that post so you've got at least 100 golden nuggets to look forward to.
I just found out that I got a D in one of my classes and will have to take it again next semester. I was about to put my head in the oven and turn on the gas when I remembered Lost will return in February for its last season. I shall postpone the melodramatic offing of myself until mid-May.
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I could give a rat's hind quarter about Lost, but I love you and no one has commented yet. I think J J Abrams is fucking with you personally Kari-kins. Mr. Peaches in his Champipple shirt will be revealed as the smoke monster, I guarantee.
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I could give a rat's hind quarter about Lost, but I love you and no one has commented yet. I think J J Abrams is fucking with you personally Kari-kins. Mr. Peaches in his Champipple shirt will be revealed as the smoke monster, I guarantee.
I love you right back, sugar foot. Lost would change your life. You just don't know what you are missing.
JJ is one of my top NILFs. (Nerds I'd Like to Fornicate)
A Champippled Mr. Peaches is very smokily seductive.
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