Constant Vigilance!

I'm Too Sexy
Right Said Fred

I'm too sexy for my love too sexy for my love
Love's going to leave me

I'm too sexy for my shirt too sexy for my shirt
So sexy it hurts
And I'm too sexy for Milan too sexy for Milan
New York and Japan

And I'm too sexy for your party
Too sexy for your party
No way I'm disco dancing

I'm a model you know what I mean
And I do my little turn on the catwalk
Yeah on the catwalk on the catwalk yeah
I do my little turn on the catwalk

I'm too sexy for my car too sexy for my car
Too sexy by far
And I'm too sexy for my hat
Too sexy for my hat what do you think about that

I'm a model you know what I mean
And I do my little turn on the catwalk
Yeah on the catwalk on the catwalk yeah
I shake my little touche on the catwalk

I'm too sexy for my too sexy for my too sexy for my

'Cos I'm a model you know what I mean
And I do my little turn on the catwalk
Yeah on the catwalk on the catwalk yeah
I shake my little touche on the catwalk

I'm too sexy for my cat too sexy for my cat
Poor pussy poor pussy cat
I'm too sexy for my love too sexy for my love
Love's going to leave me

And I'm too sexy for this song

Ten Rounds With Jose Cuervo
Tracy Byrd

I walked in and the band just started
The singer couldn't care a tune in a bucket
Was on a mission to drown her memory but
I thought no way with all this rukus

But after one round with Jose Cuervo
I caught my boots tapping along with the beat
And After two rounds with Jose Cuervo
The band was sounding pretty darn good to me

Then some stranger asked me to dance
And i reviled to her my two left feet
Said Don't get me wrong, im glad you asked,
But tonight's about beating an old memory

Then after Three rounds with Jose Cuervo
I let her lead me out on the floor
And after Four rounds with Jose Cuervo
I was showing off moves never seen before

Well, round five or round six
I forgot what I came to forget
After Round seven, Or was it eight?
I bought a round for the whole dang place

And after nine rounds with Jose Cuervo
They were counting me out and i was about to give in
Then after ten rounds with Jose Cuervo
I lost count and started drinking again

One round with Jose Cuervo
I went two rounds
Three rounds

No posting in a long time, ne? I have to say, most of the time the posts are just angst (when they're not song lyrics). Well, what if I don't want to angst anymore? What about that?

Actually, no. I've worked to hard to become a high level angster. I would hate to lose that now. All I want to put here, though, is something Yeff said...

This occurred to me last night. In the movie Moulin Rouge, Edwin McGregor says "Love is like oxygen..." This simile has deeper, more profound (in a way) meanings than just "All you need is love." Anybody who's studied basic human physiology is aware that oxygen is actually toxic to the human body, and that too much of it can cause injury and/or death. So too is love; it's inherently toxic, and too much of it can and will kill you. Just a thought.

Also, I noticed to my mother that two years for a relationship doesn't seem like a long time around here. Why is that? Is it because we're all careful, or because we're all lazy? Maybe it's because the majority of us don't date, so it just seems like that's the norm because the only people compelled to couple off are the people who would date for two years or so. Well, Ben and Martha have to carry the torch now....

8 months. w00t. Again, a cruel irony. I think the next time I get myself into a mess, I mean relationship, if there is a next time, I will remeber when it starts, not when it ends.