Friday, June 25, 2004
Almost a Perfect Night...
So my voice is nearly gone...as expected. Picture it...it's pourin' like hell and I'm runnin' through the streets of this university town with my Caribbean Girlie in 3 inch heels and jean mini to get to my fav bar where my fav band was playin'. Too Funny! It was well worth it let me tell you. It was nearly a perfect night due to the pesky rain and a few other run-ins. It seems that some things are still hauntin' me. No Worries. I screamed my head off and danced my tail off as promised. For 5 bucks I can have the time of my life...Bedouin I love U and nothing will ruin my night. NoThInG.
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Step 1: repeat after me...
"Santa Monica, put up your hands,
we've surrounded your promised land
the british army, waiting for command
Santa Monica, you've got no chance"
Step 2: melt.
Step 1A: Grab onto the nearest person or stationary object
Serious meltage happenin' because of them...
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