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I don't understand how these MySpace bands expect me to be friends with them all, especially when after I click on their link to see if it's something I may be interested in, it's always this pimped out MySpace layout that is so all over the place I can neither hear nor see anything because it takes three hours to load and once it does it looks like a mix between a kaleidoscope and a peep show. I'd use Facebook if I knew how to use it and people stopped poking me and asking me to be in their vampire club.
And now, a cat doing an impersonation of me after a particularly rough night.
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i totally feel this cat's pain -- wacked out on drugs, stumbling, cameras in your face -- sounds like an average weekend.
That is what's better known as a "K Hole". someone was at the vet.... or the Limelight. (I just dated myself big time, didn't I?)
And by Limelight she means Studio 54.
And by "dated myself" she means "autoamory".
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