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nonsense 2003-01-30 | 6:02 p.m. So I have three pressing issues to discuss today. Here we go in order. 1.I was walking to my car after school and an ice cream truck drove by blasting out a song very familiar to me. Music only, but the words racing through my head were do your balls hang low do they wobble to and fro can you tie ‘em in a knot can you tie ‘em in a bow etc., etc., I though “How funny to play that song from an ice cream truck. I bet parents get all bent when they hear it.” It was then that I realized there was a possibility that this famous song had other lyrics that were foreign to me. This song does not need other lyrics. The subject of balls is all that we need. Subject. Subject. 2. I am addicted to talk radio. I go to sleep listening to a show about ridiculous alien theories and faces on mars (it makes for great dreams). The big problem is that when I wake up, radio still on, Rush Limbaugh is speaking. I am the furthest thing from a fan of his. So Okay, you say, just turn it off. Well it’s easier said than done my sweet. I seem to have a serious problem. I can’t turn the fucking thing off. Not only am I incapable of turning the radio off in my room. I turn it on in the car when I get in in the morning. I listened to all the gushing about the state of the union address and thought “what did you assholes EXPECT him to say?” Morons. It angers me and I think I kind of like the way it feels. I can just see myself one day calling in to tell Rush that he’s a fat cow and I’m coming to get him. I’ll be so tough. He’ll be so scared of me. Cause I’m really strong and I have a boyfriend and he plays football and he can totally win in a fight. Uh hugh. Just wait and see we are so gonna beat up Rush Limbaugh. He’ll be sorry. Don’t even get me started on Dr. Laura. 3. I totally forgot what issue three was gonna be. S-T-A-R-E-G-I-R-L I’M SORRY I JUST READ OVER THIS ENTRY AND IT IS QUITE BORING. I APOLIGIZE. Please forgive.
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