who wears white jeans anymore? honestly
don’t leave me
I know all the hype these days is on amy winehouse (who’s album I’ve yet to buy, even though what I hear from her I like a whole heck of a lot, that voice makes me want to melt into a gooey puddle) and lily allen (who I’ll probably like if I can just get over myself already and give her a fair shake), but we should all sing the praises of miss regina spektor. I know she had a bit of hype going for her several months ago, but nothing really took off. Too bad. She’s my song of the day.
ne me quitte pas – regina spektor
it’s the sotd! yay the world rejoices.
plenty times – the frank and walters. good tune. Does anyone even download these?
strangelove addiction
It’s odd that it took this long, but I realized tonight that I can’t possibly compete with every single female in this world. Not that I ever literally thought “I am in competition with every single female in this world” and not that I even know what we’re competing for, against, or why. But somewhere in my head, there’s always been this thought, this unexpressed, unthought, thought…that it’s me vs every other vagina.
but it’s not. in some ways it is, sure, because either your vagina or my vagina is going to win, but not both. only, really, no vaginas win. only the vags that are actually penises. and I don’t like your vagina anyway.
still, it’s nice. it feels good to relieve myself of that incredible stress. now maybe I can get on with my life and let everyone’s vagina do what it will. worry instead about what mine is up to. she’s a dirty minx. and such a liar.