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(how does that grab you, darlin'?) [13 Aug 2008|11:30am] Seriously, this is the best representation of my life right about now:

(6 smart-aleck tomcats | how does that grab you, darlin'?) [05 Jun 2008|11:09am] Wow, working sucks.

(2 smart-aleck tomcats | how does that grab you, darlin'?) [10 Apr 2008|07:23pm] So, I watched Chinatown today and decided I want to live in LA circa 1942 or whenever Double Indemnity was filmed. Sometimes I get confused because I write in this. I'm like, "Wait, am I still 20? Writing on a livejournal?" That's actually happening right now.

(2 smart-aleck tomcats | how does that grab you, darlin'?) [07 Aug 2007|11:24pm] "U played me U broke my heart U played me Now I'm falling apart U lied Boy, tell me why U do stupid things if you know what I mean." -Alfred, Lord Tennyson

(how does that grab you, darlin'?) [22 Jun 2007|09:40am] Oh lawd in heaven have mercy. Summahtime. Filled with gypsies and angry old bigots. And Melanomica Tanwell's Academy Award-nominated performance in Rays of Sun. Loves it, bitches. No loves for Reno. You tranny as tranny balls.

(6 smart-aleck tomcats | how does that grab you, darlin'?) Just hangin' out with my bitches. [23 Jul 2006|04:36pm]

(10 smart-aleck tomcats | how does that grab you, darlin'?) A Christmas Prayer [24 Dec 2005|09:06pm] [ mood | content ] Father in Heaven, Thank you so much for the birth of your son, Jesus Christ. Thank you, also, for his death on the cross so as to cleanse us of our sins. Lord, thank you for the blessings you've given me, my friends, and my family. But, most importantly, I pray for the associate pastor of Rivermont Presbyterian Church, a Ron M. Cox (by the way, fuck that "Evangelical" bullshit. I've been attending there since I was two, it's Rivermont Presbyterian). He is profoundly mentally retarded. I pray that he finds his home at the Training Center warm and comfortable, especially during the holiday season. But most of all, I pray that when he goes out into society, when he drools on himself, when his tongue becomes so large due to his trisomy-21 that he slurs his speech, when he holds his hands funny, that people don't mock him. It must be awful to have Downs syndrome so badly. He also sounds like Kermit the Frog. Amen.

(5 smart-aleck tomcats | how does that grab you, darlin'?) More gloating! [10 Dec 2005|10:07am] [ mood | ecstatic ] I got in and will be attending Davidson! Free hand jobs for everyone!

(10 smart-aleck tomcats | how does that grab you, darlin'?) Gloating [07 Dec 2005|05:48pm] So, what is livejournal for but to gloat about one's college acceptances? And so, here's one: I have been accepted at Tulane University. Let's pray that Katrina doesn't come back and get all up in Nawleans's grill, because that would suck. I mean, it's my safety, and so it's kinda the last on the list, but nevertheless, it was a beautiful school. And the Garden District wasn't really damaged all that much. But, then again, I may not get into any other colleges. And so it's good that I have Tulane to fall back on. Ooh, Gilmore Girls is on! I have this one on DVD, but nevertheless.

(4 smart-aleck tomcats | how does that grab you, darlin'?) The old hooty owl hooty hoots to the dove. [07 Oct 2005|10:08pm] [ mood | satisfied ] [ music | "Tammy" - Debbie Reynolds ] "The breeze from the bayou keeps murmuring low." One of the singularly most eloquent and succinct statements I have ever heard muttered was concerning this song. My sweet, darling cousin, Faith, once said, regarding the aforementioned melody, "This song is lame." Amen, sister friend.

(66 smart-aleck tomcats | how does that grab you, darlin'?) On "Good is good". [18 Aug 2005|12:24pm] [ mood | infuriated ] [ music | "Allegro con Spirito" written by Georgi Sviridov ] The most painful state of living is remembering the future. -Søren Kierkegaard With all due respect, Mr. Kierkegaard, the most painful state of living is not remembering the future. It's listening to Sheryl Crow. One of few 90's pop stars still finding themselves discussed on Extra, Ms. Crow's latest song, aptly titled "Good is Good", is an afront to human nature. Here's a sampling of the lyrics: "Good is good And bad is bad" Oh really? Because I thought good was a hat. SHERYL CROW, YOU'RE A FUCKING IDIOT. HOW DARE YOU LESSEN SOCIETY BY WRITING UTTER CRAP LIKE THIS AND THEN PLACING IT ON THE AIRWAVES. AND THAT LANCE ARMSTRONG INCIDENT? OH, HOW SORRY I FEEL FOR HIS FORMER SPOUSE. I CAN'T EVEN IMAGINE WHAT IT MUST BE LIKE TO COME HOME TO THE KIDS AND TELL THEM OF THEIR FATHER'S ESTRANGEMENT. IT MUST'VE WENT SOMETHING LIKE Mrs. Armstrong: Kids, I'm sorry. Your father has left me. For the singer of "Soak Up the Sun". Oh god. There is no such thing as beauty in this world. In conclusion, SHERYL CROW, I FUCKING HATE YOU.

(19 smart-aleck tomcats | how does that grab you, darlin'?) [25 Jul 2005|06:17pm] [ mood | contemplative ] [ music | "Hella Nervous" - Gravy Train ] You know, usually I follow a similar format with all of my posts. A picture and then a cryptic reference to the picture. It's my thing. Do what you want to do. I can't tell you who to sock it to. But lately, I've found myself in a labyrinth of deceit, of blame. I feel as though I've past the rubicon of hope. And perchance I had, until I remembered: WWR{TTNPRBFAMC}D? What Would Reggie {the Take-No-Prisoners Raging Bull from All My Children} Do? Let this question seep through your mind. Make a bracelet. Wear it 24/7. And then be a token Afro-American. And I promise I'll return to my regular format again.

(17 smart-aleck tomcats | how does that grab you, darlin'?) White lace and promises. [18 Jul 2005|08:47pm] [ mood | anxious ] [ music | "We've Only Just Begun" - The Carpenters ] GHEY TRENDY HAND MOVEMENT. SUPADUPA LONG POST AHEAD! Disclaimer: 1.This is the last post I shall ever use the expression "ghey" in. 2.I do not support the \/ finger sign in the least. Except when people who do not like Terry Schiavo do it. 3.I am not homophobic. 4.Curran is foul (bird?). 5.This post is purely mock. ( \/!!! ) ( CURRAN/GHEYZY/SEXY/COOL. ) ( sexy. )

(5 smart-aleck tomcats | how does that grab you, darlin'?) I'll tell the man on the street. [02 Jul 2005|04:18pm] [ mood | furious ] [ music | "I Married an Angel" - Nelson Eddy and Jeanette MacDonald ] "I married an angel." Ok, if you ever get the option to watch this movie (entitled I Married an Angel), don't. It is quite possibly the worst movie I've ever seen. And while I usually like bad movies, this just has no redeeming qualities (with the exception of the costuming).

(9 smart-aleck tomcats | how does that grab you, darlin'?) A Desperate plea to reinstate Les Six as Composers for the "Indie" [16 Jun 2005|02:06pm] [ mood | aggravated ] [ music | "See How They Run" - The Toys ] "In the center, pianist Marcelle Meyer; from bottom to top: Germaine Tailleferre, Darius Milhaud, Arthur Honegger, Jean Wiéner; on the right: Georges Auric, Francis Poulenc, Jean Cocteau. Here pianist Jean Wiéner replaces Louis Durey who left the group in 1921." Look at them! They're rife with pretension! And yet!—the pretentious "indie" who pretends to know classical selects Beethoven, that deaf, blasé mule of a man, as The Cavalier Composer. I cannot understand why these self-named "indies" would choose something from the Romantic period instead of French avant garde music from the 30's. Not only was Le Groupe des Six founded by Jean Cocteau, the very paragon of annoying fin-de-siècle dandyism, Les Six found themselves above and thusly disassociated themselves from Erik Satie, the very paragon of pretension. Here's to Les Six for 2006! In selecting pieces for States this year, I have as follows: 1. Joseph Haydn's "Sonata No. 34 in E Minor" 2. Frederic Chopin's "Ballade No. 1 in G Minor" 3. François Poulenc's "Trois Pièces 3: Toccata" I would also like to make mention of the fact that I turned down Debussy's "Jardins sous la pluie" for the Poulenc, merely for time constraints (the Chopin Ballade takes up 9 minutes, as seen in The Pianist).

(11 smart-aleck tomcats | how does that grab you, darlin'?) If you love me true, if you love me sweet. [29 May 2005|02:42pm] [ mood | sleepy ] [ music | "Hey Paula!" - Paul & Paula ] Je ne pourrai jamais vivre sans toi.

(9 smart-aleck tomcats | how does that grab you, darlin'?) And in your voice, I hear a choir of carousels. [11 May 2005|01:29pm] [ mood | calm ] [ music | "Wedding Bell Blues" - The 5th Dimension ] Any Tom, Dick, or Harry. Any Tom, Harry, or Dick. A-Dick-a-Dick. A-Dick-a-Dick. A-Dick-a-Dick. A-Dick-a-Dick. Why is it that the SATs are so dolphincentric? Humans rule, dolphins suck it. Due to someone wanting to kill everyone in the school on 5/1 (easily mistaken as 5/11), I am currently at home after a luncheon with Casey and a general application filling out fest. ( Promenade (taken from Alaina) )

(12 smart-aleck tomcats | how does that grab you, darlin'?) In love with the night mysterious [10 Apr 2005|03:42pm] [ mood | anxious ] [ music | "Baby Baby It's You" - Yellow Balloon ] "Anything that is too stupid to be spoken is sung." -Voltaire (I'm merely commenting on the show's material, or lack thereof)

(9 smart-aleck tomcats | how does that grab you, darlin'?) 'Cause it's too too too darn hot. [01 Apr 2005|10:40am] [ mood | Happy Birthday, Me ] [ music | "Take a Picture" - Margo Guryan ] Ann Miller wishes me a happy birthday from beyond the grave.

(13 smart-aleck tomcats | how does that grab you, darlin'?) Fly me down and swing me high about you. [19 Mar 2005|05:52pm] [ mood | giddy ] [ music | "HowDJadoo (Fly Me Down)" - Free Design ] "He called me his golden fleece." Now that I officially own a Photobucket account, I may place pictures as I please. ( How's your bird and where's your monkeydo? )

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