"Guitar!"
Alright, I didn't go see Nobody Knows yesterday. And today...what did I do today? Hmm. Nothing. Unless you count mopping up something very nasty and green and yellow in the kitchen. And doing math puzzles. Wow I'm bored.
Apparently I was forced to use this laptop at some point in the past, as I found a collection of music on it (back in those good old Audiogalaxy days, my my). I really don't remember going through that much of a doo wop phase, but there's plenty here. That and Alan Sherman, Frank Sinatra, Lea Salonga, and--oh yeah--Salt n Pepa. You know I'm tired when I tell you that Shoop is the most brilliant song ever.
Went out and bought a pattern for my bellydancing costume. Bonnie, I need to consult with you about that. Weee! Belly rolls!
Del Vikings, Come Go With Me...Rrrrr...
When I was out in my car endangering the general populace a song came on that made me giddy: The Darkness, I Believe in a Thing Called Love. There's nothing like squealing "Guitar!" like that guy and scaring my cat. Bouncy bouncy bouncy la la la!
Apparently I was forced to use this laptop at some point in the past, as I found a collection of music on it (back in those good old Audiogalaxy days, my my). I really don't remember going through that much of a doo wop phase, but there's plenty here. That and Alan Sherman, Frank Sinatra, Lea Salonga, and--oh yeah--Salt n Pepa. You know I'm tired when I tell you that Shoop is the most brilliant song ever.
Went out and bought a pattern for my bellydancing costume. Bonnie, I need to consult with you about that. Weee! Belly rolls!
Del Vikings, Come Go With Me...Rrrrr...
When I was out in my car endangering the general populace a song came on that made me giddy: The Darkness, I Believe in a Thing Called Love. There's nothing like squealing "Guitar!" like that guy and scaring my cat. Bouncy bouncy bouncy la la la!
posted by Jane at 8:24 PM
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Huzzah for belly dancing! (Though I do not, as of yet, know how to do belly rolls - unless it means placing rolls on your belly, then eating them - then again, can't do that either, as my neck isn't long enough. I suppose I could bounce my tummy and try to get the roll to end up in my mouth, but would probably end up choking to death and leaving a terribly embarrassed corpse [although I probably would have the distinction of being the ONLY person to die in a tragic belly-boucing-roll-eating disaster] )
Give me a ring or some such thing and we can talk costumes - we're having Easter brunch over here tomorrow morning, but other than that I have nothing planned, other than possibly trying to put a zipper in my Persephone dress or finding something other project to procrastinate doing. :)
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I really just need to break down and update my own blog - nonetheless, I thought you would get a kick out of this - out of boredom, I googled my name. Although my real persona appeared a few times, most were other people - one of which, I might add, was inducted into the Athletic Hall of Fame!! (Yeah... that one was SO me!)
I'm sorry for deleting your comment, Ainsley, but I really must warn you against naming That-Which-Must-Not-Be-Named-Here. Have you noticed I don't write about certain things in this? ;p
P.S. LOL to all that.
*eep!* That completely slipped by me - I get into this writing style where I feel I'm sending you an email! That-Which-Must-Not-Be-Named shall never pass my lips (or, rather keyboard) here again, except in extra-super-duper-wink-wink-nudge-nudge-say-no-more language that no one could possibly translate. :) Much love and sorry-ness, dearie doll, and happy Easter!
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