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[apocalypsos]

I just got finished listening to "Love is on the Way" by Saigon Kick. Someone get a crowbar and pry me out of whatever ninth-grade high-school dance my brain is stuck in.

Also, I had a passing thought today. Actually, I had several, but only one that was really funny. What if the asking for grandkids thing backfired for my parents? You know, like they asked me to go to college and I got all emotionally screwed up and flunked out. What if the grandkid thing drove me into a convent? Jesus, could you see it? I'd be out in three minutes, probably punctuated by the screamed phrase, "What do you mean, no porn?!"

Actually, two and a half Bacardis. Why do you ask?

EDIT: The Jason Nevins remix of "Rock Star" by N.E.R.D. plays during the "Taxi" trailer and I think I'm in love with it.

SLACKING WRITER BUDDY OF EDIT: Now would probably be a bad time to work on fanfic, and yet, off I go.

Comments

80s music

[paradise-city.livejournal.com]

For some reason, that song is linked in my head with The Final Countdown, which I didn't even know had words until this year because I hate that song and I turn it off after the first synth notes.

Re: 80s music

[cmstephens.livejournal.com]

I'm very familiar with both of those songs.

Blame my sister.

[(Anonymous)]

Dude, you're totally developing a drinking problem!

[apocalypsos.livejournal.com]

No, a drinking problem would be if I drank the whole six-pack Every night. And then did like my lovely boss, went to the nearest bar, and called the biggest guy I could find a faggot until he beat the shit out of me. Not, that's a drinking problem.

[drewbeartx.livejournal.com]

If Boss went to the right bars, that's be considered a come-on. A rather different ending to his night, doncha think?

[syrance.livejournal.com]

In which case the same phrase could describe a different end result...*sobs* why do I have to have such a dirty mind?