cosyne

*** 272 days remain ***

Little song in an elevator....
That's where you got your start.
The man said, "Kid, here's one I think you'll enjoy."
A couple hundred thousand later,
A couple dozen broken hearts,
One big new sound --
Heatseeker Boy.

With a suit made by Versace
Head of chihuahua fur,
I had a hunch you were the real McCoy
Coca-Cola and Hitachi want you as their messenger.
You're breaking ground,
Heatseeker Boy

When you lost on the Grammys
To Bustier and The Sassy Crew,
You made the headlines anyhow.
Number four with a bullet this week
When will you reach your peak
Heatseeker Boy?

So Good-bye Carmelita Cupcake.
So long little Pikachu.
The world falls in love with a new plastic toy.
Now here and on the subway
Everyone's singin' you.
Halifax to the Hague and Hong Kong
Softly killing us with your song
You sure get around
Heatseeker Boy!

*****

Because I'm awesome and you suck, I went to see Orpheus in the Underworld with bluetrust, LankaKitten, and kramit1212. Unless you were at prom wallowing in a bed of sin and depravity, there's no way you had nearly as cool a time, so here's to you and your evening which probably smells like farts and/or cilantro.

I thought that I was being wise in going home and going to bed after the show -- alas, I am now awake and need to be up in six hours to go to work. Why am I so dumb? I shoulda gone to Beth's Cafe with the gang. Then again, I am saving some money this way. A few minutes ago I had a bag of microwave popcorn. Then I just ate cream cheese straight from the container. I'm turning into my roommate....except that I'm thin and she flosses with foie gras.

I'm discovering that I get a really sick sense of pleasure from talking shit about my roommate. Tomorrow I think I will hide her toilet paper.

Those song lyrics above are from a song called (duh) Heatseeker Boy -- from my favorite band ever, Moxy Fruvous. This particular song encapsulates their hatred for N 'Sync. Do you see why I love them? They're Canadian.