Fat Bottomed Girls

My mind is everywhere at once. I don’t expect this entry to make much sense to anyone but lil’ ole me.

I finally have a day off. Been looking forward to it for some time. I slept in. And now I’m being a lazy bum, but loving it in every way. I’ve been able to talk to someone, and spend time with someone that touches my heart very dearly. And that can’t be a bad thing.

Listening to my music library today. Music to sooth the savage beast within. I often think it’s odd that almost every song reminds me of one particular person, or a time period of my life.

‘I’m rearranging my records’

‘By artist?’

‘No’

‘Chronologically?’

‘No’

‘Not alphabetically….’

‘No…Autobiographical’

‘You’re kidding’

~ High Fidelity

Can you believe it? I used to listen to country music…sometimes I return to it because it reminds me of that time in my life.

But I suppose it’s all relative. One song that means so much to me, may not mean dick to anyone else. And I guess that’s okay. Makes it all the more special.

I think I’m doing this for the sake of an entry…maybe…while I work on my ‘masterpiece’…maybe…

‘Take a drug to set you free
Strange fruit from a forbidden tree
You got to come down soon

Whole lot of drug is what I need
Need a change of scenery
Need a new life

Say something…say something…anything…’

Ah, screw it.

I just saw your diary and I’ve gotta comment on your name..I am originally from NJ and my husband always calls me Jersey….he looks at it as a bad thing, but I’m proud to be from NJ!

a day off. i just started working and i already want one. i’ll never have time again…

Wow, not only do you leave really cool notes, but you like high fidelity!!! woohoo, nice to have you as a diary friend. By the way, good to see things are going good for you.

ryn: i don’t see what is so good about my words, they are just words, much like everyone else’s. i’m not special in any way, and i’m tired of the pain.

well, if there are women out there who dont play games… but must be living in this utopia-type place, kinda like shagrala… impossible to find. 🙂

screw it indeed… and you should be eating cheetos….they’re good.

fat bottomed gurls is a great song. its my themesong, man. gota be proud of the ghetto booty. (thats what all my friends call it, anyways.) this entry made sense to me. but then again, i never claimed to be sane of mind. 🙂 ~

i dare you to really meet me

Oh2bd@mnd

February 13, 2002

screw it huh? hmmmmm no comment *winks*…..love ya sweetie *licks and nips*

Dharma Bum,Kerouac fan are you?I guess I could say im more from the Burroughs school of writing.

finally i can see your diary again! *hug* i missed reading u!

looniverse

April 13, 2002

killer queen