How Rude

ya know, i thought i would have a problem with keeping up with blogging. nope! this is my 3rd post today...T-H-I-R-D. i blame you for this addiction miss superstar you and your good ideas will be the downfall of me yet. to quote one of my favorite songs right now:

"My rhyme ain't good just yet,

My brain and tongue just met,

And they ain't friends, so far,

My words don't travel far,

They tangle in my hair,

And tend to go nowhere,

They grow right back inside,

Right past my brain and eyes

Into my stomach juice

Where they don't serve much use,

No healthy calories,Nutrition values.

And I absorb back in

The words right through my skin

They sit there festering inside my bowels"

Regina Spektor

Consequence of Sound

i think this song explains how i know what i want to say but then they come as what i would like to call word vomit, as you may have heard was made famous by "Mean Girls" anyways, check out Regina Spektor's myspace, cuz shes very umm interesting would be the word for her music.

in conclusion...THANKS A LOT COURTNEY...you're sooo lucky i love you!