as usual, I'm broke and depressed and I don't get paid for 2 weeks.
I spent the last of my cash getting monumentally drunk in a 13 hours binge.
I spent the next day pondering what's happened to me over the last year, wondering how I ended up the way I am these days. I'm also depressingly single.
On a slightly lighter note, I bought the Melissa Auf De Mer album for 3 quid from Fopp. It. Fucking. Rules. Buy it now.
Also, Sin City is going to be the best film of the year. I finally saw the trailer and am now in maniacal anticipation of it. The tune (Cells by The Servant) used in the trailer is fucking awesome, the cinematography looks beautiful and it stars Mickey Rourke in what has been described by a friend as his best performance ever.
It'll all click when the mortgage clears
All our fears will disappear
Now you go to bed
I'm staying here
I've got another level that I want to clear
My skin feels like orange peel
My eyes have been vacuum-sealed
My organs move like a squirm of eels
We should be more adventurous with our meals
They annoy me those who employ me
They could destroy me
They should enjoy me
We eat chinese off our knees
And look for each other in the TV screen
The sun goes up and the sun goes down
I drag myself into the town
All I do I want to do with you
Everyday I'm at my desk
At my desk I'm like the rest
All I do I want to do with you
On the city's skin they move on mass
Like a rash on the back of a manky cat
Now in I go like a fool
I can't resist dipping in the pool
I watch them watch me I watch them too
Across the street across the room
I dress myself like a charcoal sketch
My eyes are brown and my hair's a mess
They annoy me those who employ me
They could destroy me
They should enjoy me
We eat chinese off our knees
And look for each other in the TV screen
The sun goes up and the sun goes down
I drag myself into the town
All I do I want to do with you
Everyday I'm at my desk
At my desk I'm like the rest
All I do I want to do with you
The sun goes up..
The cells I am at the moment will soon die
But I will be here
Oh I'll still be here
The cells I am at the moment will soon die
But I will be here
Oh I'll still be here
The sun goes up
Everyday everyday everyday...
I spent the last of my cash getting monumentally drunk in a 13 hours binge.
I spent the next day pondering what's happened to me over the last year, wondering how I ended up the way I am these days. I'm also depressingly single.
On a slightly lighter note, I bought the Melissa Auf De Mer album for 3 quid from Fopp. It. Fucking. Rules. Buy it now.
Also, Sin City is going to be the best film of the year. I finally saw the trailer and am now in maniacal anticipation of it. The tune (Cells by The Servant) used in the trailer is fucking awesome, the cinematography looks beautiful and it stars Mickey Rourke in what has been described by a friend as his best performance ever.
It'll all click when the mortgage clears
All our fears will disappear
Now you go to bed
I'm staying here
I've got another level that I want to clear
My skin feels like orange peel
My eyes have been vacuum-sealed
My organs move like a squirm of eels
We should be more adventurous with our meals
They annoy me those who employ me
They could destroy me
They should enjoy me
We eat chinese off our knees
And look for each other in the TV screen
The sun goes up and the sun goes down
I drag myself into the town
All I do I want to do with you
Everyday I'm at my desk
At my desk I'm like the rest
All I do I want to do with you
On the city's skin they move on mass
Like a rash on the back of a manky cat
Now in I go like a fool
I can't resist dipping in the pool
I watch them watch me I watch them too
Across the street across the room
I dress myself like a charcoal sketch
My eyes are brown and my hair's a mess
They annoy me those who employ me
They could destroy me
They should enjoy me
We eat chinese off our knees
And look for each other in the TV screen
The sun goes up and the sun goes down
I drag myself into the town
All I do I want to do with you
Everyday I'm at my desk
At my desk I'm like the rest
All I do I want to do with you
The sun goes up..
The cells I am at the moment will soon die
But I will be here
Oh I'll still be here
The cells I am at the moment will soon die
But I will be here
Oh I'll still be here
The sun goes up
Everyday everyday everyday...
lecia:
I didn't eat it on purpose. I'd never eat an animal.
lecia:
ahh