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Viz- Le Tigre
Walk in,
give him my name,
looks up and down,
takes a good look at my pecs.
Puts down the clipboard,
opens the rope for my 'stache
walk in with my duffel hangin'
Hat is tilted on the side,
my eyes dream of bedroom suprise.

They call it climbing and I call it visibility,
They call it coolness and I call it visibility,
They call it way too rowdy I call it finally free.

There's a girl, her lips have never seen
She comes up, dances on me
I look into her eyes,
I say "Hey, you're not a dyke."

She says I call it climbing and you call it visibility,
I call it coolness and you call it visibility,
I call it way too rowdy you call it finally free.

There's a slap, on my back,
I find another butch, hat cocked,
and we --
We put our hands, in the crowd
and over and over we jump up and down.

They call it climbing and we call it visibility,
They call it coolness and we call it visibility,
They call it way too rowdy we call it finally free.
Two. three. four.

They call it climbing and we call it visibility,
They call it coolness and we call it visibility,
They call it way too rowdy we call it finally free.

Free. (x4)


My throat hurts, and it sucks. :/ I can't sing nearly as well.

I'm too lazy to write things, so I'm going to cross post my whiney shoe rant from my LJ. xd 'Cuz I'm THAT lame. xp

Obviously, it's about my ex, the one that might move back in with all that .. drama stuff.

Okay, so we usually will grocery shop together, since then he'll partially pay for my groceries. I'm horrible, I know. >.>:

Anyway, I have this huge blister on my foot, and I stayed up all day (Over 24 hours) so I could go shopping when it was convenient to him. Well, I tell him about my blister in a "My foot hurts really bad, and so I don't want to be out long." Kind of way.

Okay, so we do some shopping. Then, he says he has a spot on his foot, and needs to chang e shoes. We go to my house, and he insists on trying to wear a pair of my Flipflops that I wear inside the house, not outdoors. They're really thin and flimsy. SO I tell him that I don't want him wearing them outside, because I don't want them destroyed. He whines for a good 5 minutes about how his foot hurts and this and that.

So I'm sitting there thinking "Is he ******** kidding me?" Because my foot is worse, and he didn't say anything about mine. So finally, I'm luck "Are you serious? What the hell? I told you earlier that my foot has been killing me just as bad the whole day. Why can't we just hurry up and get things done?" So he grumbles but puts his shoes back on.

So then, he insists we go to the dollar store, so he can get shoes. Doesn't say anything to me. :/ Just "I'm going to go get some shoes."

Then, he spends the next 10 minutes talking about how nice his feet feel, while mine are stinging really bad.

I know, what a stupid thing to rant about. And really, I could have been more vocal with my feelings. But geez. ******** retarded, if you ask me.

I crashed and slept like.. Forever. Makes me feel guilty. But, I'm still tired. X.x; So I don'tk now. If I go back to sleep, it'll really mess up my schedule.