wild horses

This song has got to be the most overplayed Stones song besides I Can't Get No Satisfaction. I like it and all, but it didn't help that they used a terrible Jewel cover of it in every sex scene in this movie Fear that came on at Konrad's house the other day. Every time the bad boy attempted to seduce a very young and innocent Reese Witherspoon, I was forced to listen to a sappy, shmoozy, freaking terrible cover of Wild Horses playing softly in the background of their pseudo romantic moment. Way to go Mark Wahlberg (bad boy of the moment).

Apparently the cable/internet dude didn't leave a router like he was supposed to...hence my mother scolding me on the phone. I was too groggy from medication for the sickness that has plagued me for weeks to bother asking said cable dude any of the things I should have. Did I mention I painted my entire room a horrendous shade of purple/blue (the card said Sapphire....yeah right) that reminds one of Barney's own personal candy shop and upon my depression about my poor color choice, my mother repainted my entire room dark green while I was at a radio station meeting. My mom is the bomb and my room looks a hell of a lot better.

AND I have the incomparable Zooey Kit Kat back again. So far he has attempted to crawl into every opening in the wall, scratch up the silk cloth on the side table, and escape out the window while the Comcast dude came to fix our internet. Gotta love that little orange fluffy. (I call all furry things "fluffies" in an effort to make fun of the giant fuzzy boots that rave girls wear to raves in order to "get stupid retarded" to some super fly dubstep. Those boots are apparently called "fluffies" but I call all my own furry objects fluffies as well causing ravers to become very confused when I say I have a "fluffy" named Zooey and some chinchilla "fluffies" for my hair.)

Shelby is here to pick up Konnie and I. Back to life outside the golden roast.