I would prefer just the one, honestly.
Addicted to sitting around playing ‘Good Feeling’ on the guitar and singing in a whiny voice.
Work is cool, but dammit walking around all day makes me hungry.
I think Morgan isn’t calling me because I don’t want to be in his band. Funny, he put hardly any work into that band, but at the end of the day it was the most serious thing in the world. Anyway, he’s marrying two sisters so what the fuck does he need to worry about me for? (That is, he can only marry one of them and the other one will just live with them. He was very proud of himself last I heard, but I don’t think he’s planning on boning the sister so much as making her do housework.)
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Sounds like a charming arrangement.
Comment by nailpolishblues — Thursday January 11 2007 @ 11:17 pm
Hey, don’t tell me you wouldn’t be up for it with a couple of dudes…
Comment by Mark — Friday January 12 2007 @ 10:48 pm
Hmm, funnily enough I even have in mind a boy for the housework. Pity he doesn’t have a more attractive, less frigid brother [or indeed any brothers at all].
I suppose father/son is pushing the limits? His dad was a bit alright…
Comment by nailpolishblues — Friday January 12 2007 @ 10:51 pm
No, that’s good.
Comment by Mark — Friday January 12 2007 @ 10:58 pm
Singing whiney? Aw that’s hot. Can you make up a song about parachute pants?
Sorry, i still can’t get over those.
Comment by Mish — Saturday January 13 2007 @ 8:34 pm
Ta, but how would you write a song about parachute pants? Like, what would you say?
Comment by Mark — Sunday January 14 2007 @ 1:59 pm
You’re the musician, you’re supposed to have skills in the lyrics department!
But if it were up to me, it would be a story of the tragedy that eventuates from loving parachute pants too much.
Comment by Mish — Sunday January 14 2007 @ 6:24 pm
Oh, that would be a tragedy. Good idea.
Comment by Mark — Monday January 15 2007 @ 8:48 pm