...here's a little list of things that are currently making me exceedingly happy:
- Managed to pay my cable/internet bill thus ensuring access to both the QAF season finale and the season premiere of Dead Like Me without selling the ring my mom gave me (said ring is gold and therefore never worn but still I was feeling really bad about even considering selling it).
- Said maternal unit just underwent surgery and while we're still waiting for the results of the biopsy to rule out the C-word, her doctor seems pretty certain that all will be fine. Which made the knot I've been carrying around in the pit of my stomach for the last week or so dissipate somewhat. I want a clean bill of health carved in stone if at all possible but, for now, "probably ok" will do.
- My Buffy tee. I generally forget how much I love the damn thing since I'm not really a fan of the short sleeve (specially when on public transportation, people have a tendency to stare at the hundred or so scars on my arm) but, I wore it today on my errands and this girl sitting across from me all cuddled up with her boyfriend made an effort to push past the headphones, point to my chest, and give me a big smile and a thumbs up. Every single time I've worn this shirt I've run across a Buffy fan. It's so cool.
- My newly burned Garbage highlights CD. It's got every song of theirs that I love and none of the ones that bore me and yes, I still think "Cherry Lips" is Justin Timberlake-on-the-verge-of-solo-CD's theme song. Don't believe me? Check out the lyrics:
...always reminds me of Justin in drag, too; which is something else that makes me happy! I think I'll dig up my tape of his stint on SNL some time tonight.
- Managed to pay my cable/internet bill thus ensuring access to both the QAF season finale and the season premiere of Dead Like Me without selling the ring my mom gave me (said ring is gold and therefore never worn but still I was feeling really bad about even considering selling it).
- Said maternal unit just underwent surgery and while we're still waiting for the results of the biopsy to rule out the C-word, her doctor seems pretty certain that all will be fine. Which made the knot I've been carrying around in the pit of my stomach for the last week or so dissipate somewhat. I want a clean bill of health carved in stone if at all possible but, for now, "probably ok" will do.
- My Buffy tee. I generally forget how much I love the damn thing since I'm not really a fan of the short sleeve (specially when on public transportation, people have a tendency to stare at the hundred or so scars on my arm) but, I wore it today on my errands and this girl sitting across from me all cuddled up with her boyfriend made an effort to push past the headphones, point to my chest, and give me a big smile and a thumbs up. Every single time I've worn this shirt I've run across a Buffy fan. It's so cool.
- My newly burned Garbage highlights CD. It's got every song of theirs that I love and none of the ones that bore me and yes, I still think "Cherry Lips" is Justin Timberlake-on-the-verge-of-solo-CD's theme song. Don't believe me? Check out the lyrics:
She gave you everything she had
But she was young and dumb
She'd just turned twenty one
She didn't care to hang around
So when the shit came down
Why she was nowhere to be found
This life can turn a good girl bad
She was the sweetest thing
That you had ever seen
You're so such a delicate boy
In the hysterical realm
Of an emotional landslide
In physical terms
With your cherry lips and golden curls
You could make grown men gasp
When you'd go walking past them
In your hot pants and high heels
They could not believe
That such a body was for real
It seemed like rainbows would appear
Whenever you came near the clouds would disappear
Because you looked just like a girl
Your baby blues would flash
And suddenly a spell was cast
You're so such a delicate boy
In the hysterical realm
Of an emotional landslide
In physical terms
You hold a candle in your heart
You shine the light on hidden parts
You make the whole world wanna dance
You bought yourself a second chance
Go baby go go
We're right behind you
Go baby go go
Yeah, we're looking at you
Go baby go go
Oh ,we're right behind you
Go baby go baby
Yeah, we're right behind you
Go baby go baby
Oh, we're right behind you
Go baby go baby
Yeah, we're looking at you
Go baby go baby
Oh, we're right behind you
Go baby go baby
Yeah, we're looking at you
You hold a candle in your heart
Go baby go go
You shine the light on hidden parts
Go baby go go
You make the whole world wanna dance
Go baby go go
You bought yourself a second chance
Go baby go baby go
Delicate boy
Go baby go baby go
In the hysterical realm
Go baby go baby go
Of an emotional landslide
Go baby go baby go
In physical terms
Go baby go go
Go
Yeah, we're looking at you
Go baby go go
Oh, we're right behind you
...always reminds me of Justin in drag, too; which is something else that makes me happy! I think I'll dig up my tape of his stint on SNL some time tonight.
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I wish I had vidding skills. It would make such a good soundtrack to a nice montage of the Album Launch footage, along with some shots of the tabloids around that time. LOL
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I spent a week, until Tuesday, wandering around with someone with a similar number of scars in her arms, mostly upper/outer arms. Perhaps it was the circles we were wandering in, but even on the T with her arms bare not so bad for once. Mine are all out of sight normally.