|a few quick things
||[Jun. 14th, 2005|01:24 pm]
|||||"Big Time" - Peter Gabriel||]|
THE BLONDE smiled at me this morning. she always wears pants. and she had nike's on this morning. now, there's something to be said for a woman who knows *how* to wear pants. i don't. and i freely admit that. too much work (hemmed, taken in at the waist, let out at the hips). but this girl. she *wears* pants. and she has the perfect butt for it, too. yeah, i looked. she shouldn't have turned around. don't *ever* turn your back on me, fool!
i found there is *no* music nazi here! my co-worker changed to some all request station and now we hear a little of everything. i heard "girls, girls, girls" by motley crue earlier. and kenfrequed mentioned the crue in a response to me on his lj. i half expect tommy lee to walk through the door. anyway, at least i get to hear some old journey. i admit it. i like steve perry's voice. he *was* journey for me. ah, well. my deep dark secret. i like journey.
i talked to greenkira in russia. she sounded so close. she pulled off the wallpaper and now has to spackle and paint. i gotta get outta here, become a nurse and leave the country. she sounded so domestic it made me jealous. i could set up house in new zealand. send for eric. i can dream, right? they *need* nurses in new zealand... two years. four to get to new zealand. take a trip or two before then... come to the states every year for my family reunions. i can see it. i can do it.