not how this fairytale is gonna end

I score as Green Green Green in the political party quiz, which is strange in the way that they're who I've almost invariably voted for, but our Greens, not their Greens, and there must be some difference. Perhaps.

Kidlets, I was listening to young Mr. Chasez's first album the other night, and will you tell me, there was a (never-seen-by-the-world) video for that song "All Day Long I Dream About Sex", with tossed salads and such, was there not? I haven't made this up in my head in a dream?

And which one of you was the one who linked to this bit of delectable goodness the very same day I was almost ready to break down and go ask the popstoryfinders about it? <3. (But while you're over there, you must should maybe read normal just like you again as well, so we could love it all together on this fine Sunday.)

And we are boring these days. Oh world. The way I keep crushing on all the future babymomma's friends, I sometimes think, maybe it's just that I've got orientational confusion and sheer contrariness mixed up. har har. Maybe the skies will open up and there will be a rain of chocolate candy.

PS. the most cliche icon ever, oh I know. it'll go away eventually.

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also. (oh joy i am online from the future apartment & own computer) bye.