Reality Remixed: Like Disco Lemonade
What better place than here?
What better time than now?


Monday, September 22, 2003
I recently logged into Friendster after I'd let it lapse for a while, since I received a message from someone in my "personal network," and I was absolutely shocked to see that I am now connected to over 280,000 people. I've found people on the other side of the country who I know remotely through work and personal interests, yet Friendster has linked me to them personally in four people or less. It's absolutely ridiculous how the Internet has made the world so incredibly small. It's been an interesting weekend, to say the least. She was a long cool woman in a black dress, and that's all I'll say about that. And now, my Sunday Most Listened-to Song o' the Week. I just can't seem to get enough Catherine Wheel these days, and I'm pissed as all hell that my satellite radio company seems to have dropped them (and many other kickass artists) from the playlist on the alternative channel in favor of a more "mainstream" alternative station. Hell, if I wanted Goodsum-4182 all the time, I can get that on the local airwaves. Catherine Wheel - "Delicious" I must have been crazy I think I was being brave I think I was Bruce Lee I might have been Michael Caine So give me something to cover my eyes Weakness and deep stress, what am I? "A B C D you're in the belly of me" You eat, you sleep, you breathe Something delicious You spill, you grip, you squeeze Something delicious You peel, you strip, you bleed Something delicious Delicious I must be confused Oh, it's so typical Some fleshy temptation And the sweetness only improves So give me something to cover my eyes Ooh weakness and distress, what am I? "Tree to fruit apple to seed You are the A in Adam and Eve" You eat, you sleep, you breathe Something delicious You spill, you grip, you squeeze Something delicious You peel, you strip, you bleed Something delicious Delicious Something delicious Give all your hope to me Make all your love to me You eat, you sleep, you breathe Something delicious You spill, you grip, you squeeze Something delicious You say you think you are Something delicious Something delicious Something delicious You say you think you hold Something delicious So save some of your hope for me...
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