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Observations of a Quixotic Femme Noire
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Warrior-woman; a Valkyrie. I'll always be yours. Always...and never. 
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Friday, April 29, 2005
Caught Out There - Kelis; Kaleidoscope Talking: Yo this song yo… This song is for all the women out there, That have been lied to by their men… And I know y'all been lied to Over and over again this is for y'all yo maybe you didn't break the way you shoulda broke yo But I break… Last year Valentines Day You would just warmly say 'Babe I love you Love you' (Yo, he's lyin') And 'I swear' Held you when you were sick Even *sucked your dick* The whole time I think to myself This isn't fair What is this I see? (No!) You don't come home to me (Oh No!) When you don't come home to me Can't deal Can't bear You keep telling me lies But to your surprise Look I found her Red coat And you’re/your (Bitch) caught out there Chorus: I hate you so much right now I hate you so much right now Ahhhhhhhhhhhh! I hate you so much right now I hate you so much right now I hate you so much right now Ahhhhhhhhhhhh! I hate you so much right now So sick of your games I'll set your truck to flames And watch it blow up, blow up (laughing) Tell me How you gonna see her now? So far from sincere (him: I love you) Fabrications in my ear Drive me so far up the wall I come sliding down What is this I see? (I don't believe this) You don't come home to me When you don't come home to me I can't deal Can't bear (I won't) You keep telling me lies But to your surprise Look I hope you're happy Since you're caught out there Yeah you been caught. (Chorus) She's so raunchy So vulgar Not me Why the hell her Look! She dresses (Look at her!) a mess What do you see? (I don't know) It's not all about cash (Hell no!) Nor how much you flash How I dress is a reflection of me What is this I see? You don't come home to me (uh-uh) When you don't come home to me I can't deal Can't bear (I told you I won't) You keep telling me lies But to your surprise Look I've got something for y'all Since you're (sound: gun cock) caught out there (Chorus) Such a lovely day today...even with it being cold outside and gloomy. I was able to get a good amount of sleep...yay. and thank you for all you've given. Devotion/surrender/attentiveness seems to be better than love. Automatic – Pointer Sisters Look what you're doing to me I'm utterly at your whim All of my defenses down Your camera looks through me With its X-ray vision And all systems run aground All I can manage to push from my lips Is a stream of absurdities Every word I intended to speak Winds up locked in the circuitry No way to control it It's totally automatic Whenever you're around I'm walking blindfolded Completely automatic All of my systems are down Down, down, down Au-to-mat-ic (automatic) Au-to-mat-ic (automatic) What is this madness That makes my motor run And my legs too weak to stand I go from sadness To exhilaration Like a robot at your command My hands perspire and shake like a leaf Up and down goes my temperature I summon doctors to get some relief But they tell me there is no cure They tell me No way to control it It's totally automatic Whenever you're around I'm walking blindfolded Completely automatic All of my systems are down Down, down, down (Automatic) (Automatic) Au-to-mat-ic (automatic) Au-to-mat-ic (automatic) Au-to-mat-ic Au-to-mat-ic Au-to-mat-ic Au-to-mat-ic (automatic) Look what you're doing to me I'm utterly at your whim All of my defenses down Your camera looks through me With its X-ray vision And all systems run aground All I can manage to push from my lips Is a stream of absurdities Every word I intended to speak Winds up locked in the circuitry No way to control it It's totally automatic Whenever you're around I'm walking blindfolded Completely automatic All of my systems are down Down, down No way to control it It's totally automatic (automatic) Whenever you're around (automatic) I'm walking blindfolded Completely automatic (automatic) All of my systems are down Down, down (Automatic) (Automatic) (Automatic) No way to control it It's totally automatic (automatic) Whenever you're around (automatic) I'm walking blindfolded Completely automatic (automatic) All of my systems are down Down, down No way to control it It's totally automatic (automatic) Whenever you're around (automatic) I'm walking blindfolded Completely automatic (automatic) All of my systems are down ambercyn's Daily Taurus Forecast Quickie: With a little help, you'll be able to comprehend a certain matter in ways that are new to you. Overview: You've been thinking about becoming more marketable at your chosen profession -- and thinking about going back to school to get that done. Who cares how old you are or what class you're interested in? Wouldn't it be fun? Taurus Daily extended (by Astrology.com)Still thinking about school or adding to your resume? Well, that's great -- but be sure whatever courses you sign up for will benefit not just your credentials, but also your heart, soul and mind. What about taking a class on a subject you've always been fascinated with? Even if it's not a supposedly 'marketable' subject -- at least, according to your current path -- it could turn out to be invaluable. Everyone needs to follow their bliss. Don't lose sight of yours. Too much in my heart and mind to put it all down. And even if I did, it wouldn't be understood. To sum it up, I'm elated...and I didn't have any idea that I would be anytime soon. The Ballad of Peter Pumpkinhead – XTC Peter pumpkinhead came to town Spreading wisdom and cash around Fed the starving and housed the poor Showed the Vatican what gold’s for But he made too many enemies Of the people who would keep us on our knees Hooray for peter pumpkin Who’ll pray for peter pumpkinhead? Oh my! Peter pumpkinhead pulled them all Emptied churches and shopping malls Where he spoke, it would raise the roof Peter pumpkinhead told the truth But he made too many enemies... Peter pumpkinhead put to shame Governments who would slur his name Plots and sex scandals failed outright Peter merely said Any kind of love is alright But he made too many enemies... Peter pumpkinhead was too good Had him nailed to a chunk of wood He died grinning on live tv Hanging there he looked a lot like you And an awful lot like me! But he made too many enemies... Hooray for peter pumpkin Who’ll pray for peter pumpkin Hooray for peter pumpkinhead Oh my oh my oh! Doesn’t it make you want to cry oh? holla@me
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