Frustration
Jul. 27th, 2007 09:11 amThis morning I was kicked out of a dream. Does that ever happen to you? Suddenly, with no discernable stimulus, you are ejected from a dream like being suddenly thrown from a moving car. An incredibly sexy person of indeterminate gender who spoke French with a beautiful accent was just about to light a very intricate cigarillo laced with some delicious kind of drug, because ze had noticed my limping and apparently painful stiffness. And just as I was about to inhale. . .BAM!
To quote my dear Peg Duffy, BALLS.
I think I'm going to have sugar cookies and tea for breakfast.
Inquiet, soucieux, honnête jour et nuit
Voilà ce qu' est devenue ma vie
Il faut que quelqu'un m' aide
Je n' ai qu 'une seule vie
A trouver le remède
Je n' ai qu 'une seule vie
Chaque jour cette pensée m' obsède
Je n' ai qu 'une seule vie
To quote my dear Peg Duffy, BALLS.
I think I'm going to have sugar cookies and tea for breakfast.
Inquiet, soucieux, honnête jour et nuit
Voilà ce qu' est devenue ma vie
Il faut que quelqu'un m' aide
Je n' ai qu 'une seule vie
A trouver le remède
Je n' ai qu 'une seule vie
Chaque jour cette pensée m' obsède
Je n' ai qu 'une seule vie