I’ll Have Please…

1 – 5 foot 2 inch x 4 foot 7inch Lesbian….

100 – Other short, round and balding lesbians

1 – Over rated gay bar

1 – Karaoke version of Tina Turners “Nut bush City Limits”

And you have my night at Cube. I sware to god, that what ever that bitch was on I would be more than happy on half of it. She sang several other songs too, Proud Mary being one of them, she could not sing, hell she could barely walk, but fuck she was funny. There was a boi – who belt out “Our Song” mind you the original was crap, Ewan McGregor’s version was fantastic. And he [karaoke boi] did a damn good job, though I think I was mainly going on his looks, Bren passed his number on. Slut.

We picked Jay up at the depot, after his appointment in

Sydney with the plastic surgeon, there are several things that need to be done (well no he wants done), returning in mid July. I’m still unsure if I want to go with him, he will be in hospital for several days and resting for a week at his parent’s place, so I don’t know if I want to disturb the peace. I might go up of a conjugal visit :~P

I’m eagerly awaiting my results for my last assignment. I’m not willing to go any further with my study, just in case It has to be redone – not saying that it will, I was just unsure as to what was wanted. Which means I may have missed the point; IR is a pain in the arse?

I’ve made over my bed room. I got sick of looking at it, white is so last year, and it needed a bit of pizzazz. So I bought a new lamb’s wool underlay, new sheets, quilt set, duck down pillows, and a couple European pillows, complete and matching. Alas $850 later, I feel poor. Mmm warm.

My car is playing up. The speedo isn’t working, so I can’t really tell how fast im going, and with the amount of traffic police this city has I don’t want to risk it. So calling my father, hoping that he make everything better, then tells me its some chip, and it’s going to cost $400 to replace… WTF? Umm… ok. So I will get work to pay for it, damned if I am. It’s a company vehicle, company expense. I have not the first idea about cars. They go broom. That’s all I know, and if the don’t go broom, then I call a mechanic.

I am really, really, really bored.

Work has been so very quiet. To the point where the GM is calling me asking to come around for coffee.

Nothing much else is happening at this point. Going now.

Song for the day: Maria Mena – Your The Only One

 

LPH

Well I saw you with your hands above your head

Spinning around, trying not to look down

But you did, and you fell, hard on the ground

Then you stumbled around for a good ten minutes

And I said I’d never seen anyone look so dumb before

And you laughed and said I still know how to turn you on though

 

You’re the only one who

Drags me kicking and screaming through fast dreams

You’re the only one who

Knows exactly what I mean

 

And I probably forgot to tell you this

Like that time I forgot to tell you about the scar

Remember how uncomfortable that made you feel?

See you’re not what I expected

But you’re the only one who knows how to handle me

And you’re such a great kisser and I know that you agree

 

You’re the only one who

Drags me kicking and screaming through fast dreams

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Knows exactly what I mean

 

I hope you can forgive me for that time

When I put my hand between your legs

And said it was small

‘Cause its really not at all

I guess there’s just a part of me that likes to bring you down

Just to keep you around

‘Cause the day you realize how amazing you are

You’re gonna leave me

 

You’re the only one who

Holds my hair back when I’m drunk and get sick

You’re the only one who

Knows exactly what I mean

 

You’re the only one who

Drags me kicking and screaming through fast dreams

You’re the only one who

Knows exactly what I mean

Exactly what I mean

 

Well I saw you with your hands above your head

Spinning around, trying not to look down

But you did, and you fell, hard on the ground

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June 2, 2005

That’s funny…

Karaoke? I call it “Scary-O-Kee” since it’s a collection of people who either think they can sing and obviously can’t, as well as people who are deluded into thinking they have vocal ability due to excessive alcohol consumption. I once worked a part-time job in a gay bar where they did Karaoke once a week. I seriously wanted to kill myself by the time the night was over. It truly was *that* bad!

June 3, 2005

You poor baby, you were in a a bar with over a hundred lesbians? There’s nothing ‘gay’ about that.

June 4, 2005

hehehe yes you see my concern!? i am off to meet Rich again later before work! So i cant wait!

June 4, 2005

oh and yes karokee is scary and so are lesbians… i dont know why but they do scare me… lol

June 5, 2005

hehehe yeah… its all good fun

December 12, 2005

Funniest quote ever: “Cars go broom. If they don’t go broom, call a mechanic” Gold.