Wednesday, December 24, 2003
so my wife walks in and i'm listening to Lisa Loeb, and if that's not embarassing enough during the minutes i was fucking around in before she came into my office i was grooving to some Sarah Mclachlan ( i have no clue if that's how it's spelt or not, really i don't care) What's going on with me? I'm becoming such a woosy. The fact that i don't care is what's really alarming. Ok, I love Lisa Loeb, like in a sexual way, she's like really high on my fake pretend girlfriend list, with uhm, Morgan Webb, Brody Armstrong and Salma Hayek, but at the same time i love her glasses and pretty nose i do in actual factness like her music. I think that she has a sweet voice. When she sings a love song you want to love her and when she sings something sad you, well i want to comfort her. I don't care what you think, she's a guilty pleasure that i'm not really all that guilty about.
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