Well I can't believe i'm saying this but i am..addicted to a Paula Abdul song. Yes. Srsly mind, PAULA ABDUL?

Mind: *80s beat* He's a cold hearted snake, look into his eyes, uh-ohhh, he's been telling lies

*ahem*

In other news,

Headline: "TOM CRUISE BUYS $60 Million WORTH OF SHARES IN LA GALAXY FOOTBALL CLUB"


What in the name of Bonaparte's balls is this idiot trying to do now?

And you know i can only offer my humble opinion..

*Cue "a long long time ago in a galaxy far far away + Yes Mr John Williams your orchestra may begin playing the most recognisable movie theme tune in the 20th century" *

Darth Cruise, head of the evil galactic scientologist empire will then procceed to infiltrate the world of football, with Beckham as his will-less puppet tool. Meanwhile, Android Posh and Child Bride Katie attempt to take tackiness to a new level while angering the creme de la creme of the haute couture world by sporting similar "Team Scientology" t-shirts, oversized sunglasses, christian louboutin heels and whatever hell designer bag which is in vogue now as they cheer their husbands on in their ill-fated mission.

Tom Cruise is a crazed moron.

Anyway, my heel/ankle "injury" has finally reached the "worst" stage, when i was in Toronto it would come and go and i would just walk it off. Right now, its not going anywhere. Walking it off just makes it even more painful. Very painful. Like "roll on the floor screeching" painful. Help.

I refuse to believe that I cannot find that Interpol song = O Rosemary, sweet Rosemary, wherefore art thou?





soliloquy88 at 10:38 AM | Comment

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