proving i'm not all pop
I am human and I need to be loved
just like everybody else does
Smiths are now stuck in my head again. Woohoo!
(Of course, AFTER I remixed Kylie and BSB AND Dead or Alive with Boobney. I'm such a friggin loser... Jgo would be proud.)
You are sleeping
You do not want to believe
God, this is a strange day. My head is floating (goddamn sinus meds), and I'm on the edge of nausea... I have reports to finish, and estimates to give.
I wonder to myself
Could life ever be sane again?