Random Thoughts 16

*wants a car*

 

*gives you one*.




Effing boredom.

 

No Gmail, you are not being helpful. At all.

 

Sweeeeeet....

 

Pim Verbeek is a cocksucker.

4-4-2 and stuff the singaporean cunts. Not some wacko formation to accomodate Kewell, and pass it round like a batallion of Grandmas.

What a fucker.

 

Yea, it is soccer...

 

How dare you!

Football. And of course they're passing it round like Grandmas. They're shit a-league players with the first touch of a rapist, who've been told to keep possesion rather than go for the kill against a clearly rubbish team.

Verbeek's a cock biscuit and I hope he's sacked before we churn this shit up against someone good.

 

You get quite into it aye

 

i would agree though i cant say openly that Singapore is shit (the locals would fucking kill mei am in singapore after all) but yeah the Roos played like shit....

 

On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway;
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself,
’this could be heaven or this could be hell’
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say...

Welcome to the hotel california
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the hotel california
Any time of year, you can find it here

Her mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget

So I called up the captain,
’please bring me my wine’
He said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’
And still those voices are calling from far away,
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say...

Welcome to the hotel california
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
They livin’ it up at the hotel california
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis

Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
And she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’
And in the master’s chambers,
They gathered for the feast
The stab it with their steely knives,
But they just can’t kill the beast

Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
’relax,’ said the night man,
We are programmed to receive.
You can checkout any time you like,
But you can never leave!

 

i love it more then you can believe

 

D.S.

 

I rep many crews on the LPA.

 

Pretty flowers make my ugly dorm feel like it has the hope of being beautiful one day.

 

I never realized Robin Williams could make my face hurt this much.

 

The "Machete Masta Crew"?

What the shit?

 

[FONT=verdana,arial] I was blown away.
What could I say?
It all seemed to make sense.
You've taken away everything,
And I can't deal with that.
I try to see the good in life,
But good things in life are hard to find.
We'll blow it away, blow it away.
Can we make this something good?
Well, I'll try to do it right this time around.

Let's start over.
I'll try to do it right this time around.
It's not over.
'Cause a part of me is dead and in the ground.
This love is killing me,
But you're the only one.
It's not over.

Taken all I could take,
And I cannot wait.
We're wasting too much time
Being strong, holding on.
Can't let it bring us down.
My life with you means everything,
So I won't give up that easily.
I'll blow it away, blow it away.
Can we make this something good?
Well, I'll try to do it right this time around.[/FONT]

 

So... apparently it's NOT a knockoff posing as a Strat. It's a copy of a Stratocaster HSS.

 

Customer: Oh look, this girl is just starting here
Me: *Glares* No, i'm not

Kindly, do not take my badge to mean that I am a new starter. FUCK OFF

 

I really think I'm going to go nuts if this thing doesn't get here on Monday. Why the fuck does the postal service have to not deliver on Sunday? Seriously, aren't there any atheists or non-Christians that work at the post office?

(No offense intended to anyone, that's just a joke I've had for a long time.)