2:53 pm - Dec. 08, 2003

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Depressing Holiday Music

I was watching VH1, and saw the video for "My Immortal" aka my song. Damn. Now every time that video comes on, I'm going to break into a crying fit. Amy Lee is simply stunning in it. She is quickly becoming my second rock goddess, right to Shirley Manson.

Then right after that, I saw Good Charlotte's video for "Hold On". It was involving survivors of suicide, so naturally that video messed me up. Suicide, for me, is a touchy and emotional subject. Something I don't take lightly, yet understand a little more then most people, due to past examples.

5:13 pm - Dec. 05, 2003

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Lovely...

Aww, damn. I can't help it guys. This picture is uber cute. I wish them the best in their married life. Aww..

I haven't seen any recent pics of Gordon lately, so I had to post this one. He was my first alternative rocker crush, you realize. Danny came after. Both of them are married. Sigh.

3:01 pm - Dec. 05, 2003

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Damn \"Fuck\" Dog

So there's this dog outside. It's ours. It's the neighbor across the streets. Every time the damn thing barks, it sounds like it's saying "fuck". *lol*

It seriously has the weridest bark of all time. It sounds like every time it brks, it has something in it's throat. So all can hear is "Fuck.. Fuck... Fuck".

10:32 am - Dec. 05, 2003

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If I knew the cost of it all.. I would bailed out of doing the dishes..

I got my medical bill for services surrendered on me, for my cut wrist:

* A shot of antibontics
* A shot of Tentius
* To be looked at, by a general doctor
* To be stitched up
* To be wrapped up

All these nice things are costing me a grand total of : $953.67
I wonder how long it will take me to pay that sucker off...

10:22 am - Dec. 05, 2003

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Momma, I'm starvin'...

It's starting to look like Survivor around my house.

Currently, we have no food. None. Nada. Zip. We have little bit of the pint of milk, that we have been saving for coffee. (There's no food, but we got coffee.. go fucking figure.)

So we have been survivoring on scraps of cooked rice. And because of this, everyone has been extremely moody, and on the verge of considering cannibalism.
<< insert evil grin >>

The person who said that starvation is almost gone in the good old US of A is a fucking moron. This happens at lease, twice a month for my family. We always get through it, but it's hard thing to do.

10:08 am - Dec. 05, 2003

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Is the cat really dead?

By request.. for juju, the complete words to "The Cat is Dead".

The Cat Is Dead

Oh deedle dee, three tots are we And we're as clever as can be We live with Grandma Ida and our dear old Grandpa Ned And little Baby Mike (the brat) And don't forget the siamese cat And in the attic from Detroit is big, fat Uncle Fred

Oh Grandpa wishes he were rich And Grandma just complains (the bitch) And Uncle Fred gets drunk while Mike just cries all night and day The cat thinks that he owns the place He bites and scratches on the face It'd be so nice if they all went away, away Away dee day dee day dee day dee day dee day dee day

The cat is dead, the cat is dead I went to pat him on the head He didn't purr, he didn't meow, he didn't blink or sniff He seemed to have a funny smile that made me laugh But all the while the tail that used to flip and flop Got awful cold and stiff We chopped him into little bits And seasoned him with apple pits And with some dust we made a crust and put him in a pie Into the oven he did slip until the crust was nice and crisp I'll love that little kitty 'til I die, I die I die dee die dee die dee die dee die dee die

The cat is dead, the cat is dead And Mikey too and Uncle Fred Expiring oh so suddenly while sipping down some tea The tea was hot, the tea was nice With strichnine and a little spice To cover up the funny taste of our conspiracy When Grandpa saw what we had done He went straight for his hunting gun But we were quick, we stole the clip The rest is history To make sure Grandma wouldn't flee We gave her a lobotomy And now's she's just as happy as can be, can be Can beedle deedle deedle deedle deedle deedle dee The cat is dead, the cat is dead I went to pat him on the head He didn't purr, he didn't meow, he didn't blink or sniff He seemed to have a funny smile that made me laugh But all the while the tail that used to flip and flap Got awful cold and stiff We chopped him into little bits And seasoned him with apple pits And with some dust we made a crust and put him in a pie Into the oven he did slip until the crust was nice and crisp I'll love that little kitty til I die, I die I die dee die dee die dee die dee

4:15 pm - Dec. 04, 2003

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Danny Elfman Officially Off the Market!

PETER Fonda'a daughter Bridget has tied the knot with 50-year-old Hollywood film composer Danny Elfman.

Bridget, 39, was given away by her Easy Rider star dad in Los Angeles at the weekend in a candlelit evening ceremony complete with 20-strong choir.

Guests at LA's Cicada restaurant heard how Bridget's car crash in February made the pair realise theywere''meant to be together''.