November 1, 2003
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I just got a check in the mail. it’s from the county auditor, paying me for sitting around the courtroom for three and a half hours…ten dollars.
but HEY, ten bucks is ten bucks, man…
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on a completely unrelated tack:
I spent a whole bunch of time in the last couple of days learning how the cd burner on the “new” (6 month old) shared computer works… the man and I each have laptops, his is password protected; mine is not…like I care who reads my shit. I mean, I barf my head ten times a day HERE, right? unless the door’s shut and the fan’s on, there’s very little “private” business I do, kwim? okay, so anyway, I larned. and I uploaded… and I burned.
so now I have three mix albums I’m in love with. they are named:
1. satori conveys an emotion…mostly sappy stuff
2. I believe you have my stapler?…fun stuff
3. flight of the asshat…it has a good beat and you can dance to it
I probably spent a sum total of four hours dancing yesterday. that was good…brought me up quite a bit…that and talking to formerprincess on the phone from evening to midnight.
Just kiss me
And forget all about that other stuff
Kiss me
Your big red lips, I think, will be enough
Don’t worry with your lipstick
I’m gonna kiss it all away
Throw away your lipstick
That ain’t your color, anyway
My lips are your color
So lips, stick with me!
Ooo, when you kiss me
I’ve got to know just how much you miss me
Kiss me
And I’ll take your lips to paradise
Kiss me
And paradise will never feel so nice
You’re beautiful
You don’t need all that make up
And you don’t need to take up
All of your time in front of the mirror
Don’t you know that you’re my deara
Baby, can’t you see we’re in love
Ooo, when you kiss me
I’ve got to know just how much you miss me
Kiss me
And put all the stars back in the sky
Kiss me
And maybe then you’ll know the reason why
I want you
And my love’s gonna haunt you
And I’m gonna flaunt you
In front of all the boys that live on my street
And they’re gonna be jealous ’cause you’re so sweet
Do you think I should repeat
Do you think I should repeat
Repeat
Repeat
Aw, say it, man!
I’m in love
Love
I’m in love
I’m in love
Sweet love
…Harry Connick Jr
Comments (13)
My husband once got a cheque for five bucks from the New Yorker. Lived large, we did.
P.S. Mind if I steal “I believe you have my stapler” for the title of my spicy, tell-all autobiography?
Dancing does that to me every time. I can’t dance, of course. It’s something I do in the privacy of my bedroom, after I shoo all the cats away,scornful beasts.
you so know that when I come over we will have to dance together:)
perfect picture.
That Harry song, you can hear it once and remember how to sing it.
Flight of the Asshat, yes yes yes
ROFL.. asshat.. still cracks me up.
ten bucks certainly is ten bucks. that’s ten ugly leftover pumpkins from the grocery store right there
burners are so much fun. satori conveys an emotion… but does she look like eric when she does?
i’mo come see you when i get back from me-hi-co, mkay? or shall we just meet up in seattle? you decide.
Ten bucks!? We should pay the lawyers ten bucks for three days. That would free up the courts some.
wee hee
i need 10 bucks :O
so now you just need to burn those three cd’s again, and send them to me, and i shall burn copies of MY favorite mixed cd’s and send them to you, okay? okay.
I once had to sign a bond saying that if I didn’t turn up for court I would forfeit it. It took about half an hour of paperwork what with witnessing my signature and everything in triplicate. It was for $20!
woohoo! does this mean I get my CD now? yay for me
burning cd’s is fuuuun
Hee hee – flight of the asshat. That’s funny.