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Eek. As I was being talked at by a friend today, her face morphed and her forehead sprouted green horns. I felt as if I might yell and run away. Not from the horns, from her. That can't be a good sign, can it? I think not.
P.S. Oh my god! I found the setlist for the White Stripes concert! Rock. Black Math Dead Leaves and The Dirty Ground I Think I Smell A Rat > Take A Whiff On Me Jolene Hotel Yorba In The Cold, Cold, Night The Hardest Button To Button I Want To Be The Boy To Warm Your Mother's Heart Death Letter > Grinnin' In Your Face Seven Nation Army Good To Me When I Hear My Name > Mr. Cellophane Don't Blame Me Apple Blossom Wasting My Time Ball & Biscuit The Same Boy You've Always Known Astro > Jack The Riper Small Faces Screwdriver Union Forever > Handsprings We're Going To Be Friends Boll Weevil No way. They couldn't have done Mr. Cellophane. Was that before I saw Chicago? I can't believe I missed that. At least now I understand why part of the time I was a bit confused. I didn't know at least 10 of those songs. I wish I could go back. I wish I had known "Good To Me." I love that song. Damn me for being oblivious. 2003-12-10 @ 11:59 p.m. |