4/26/2001 12:08:01 AM
i heated up a chicken broccoli pocket for dinner and when i was eating some molten filling splutted out of the pastry onto my lip and chin. i have a big raw blister on my lip and it hurts like a mother fucker. i was digging around in my cd's for something to listen to while reworking the binky beads layout and i found one of my three copies of ani difranco, dilate. i kept losing the cd, jonesin' for it and buying it again, then finding the copy i lost. it's not like i am obsessed with her or anything, there's just this song on that cd called joyful girl, that speaks to me like oxygen, feeds emotional afterglow into my veins, everytime i hear it. sometimes i just need a song like that, and end up with 3 copies of one cd.
... i do it for the joy it brings, cause i'm a joyful girl, cause the world owes me, nothing, we owe eachother, the world...
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