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[26 Aug 2003|08:47pm] [ mood | confusing? ] [ music | Common Rotation ;; Prime Time ] DON'T be scared. After all, you purchased this record for a mere 19.99 plus tax. At the very least, the ideals you once subscribed to that cajoled you into buying this disc might eventually become a laughable memory. Always chasing the fleet foot of the past, are we? A nation under guaranteed overnight delivery, living in a dream of constant motion rounds the corner to the drugstore on main street for a bigger, sweeter, more cost efficient sucker for it to let dissolve in its mouth. Too much sugar, too many carbohydrates, you are going to get fat you're gonna get fat you're gonna get fat you're gonna get fat. Eat your supper before it gets cold. WE all want it. Our found out fathers who will create art in heaven and their fathers before them wanted their lives, measured out in coffee spoons in designer gourmet coffee cups with sex on the side. Anxious no not I for another line of unattainable frontiers, a dream of lofty, waspy aspirations for over-paid, over-privileged white children, the pierced eardrum of middle management. Jacob's ladder teetering on blades, skating across the pond hold it still for a second, could you hold it for me, hold it still damn it, I'm going up. Target your audience, tools on the wagon wheel, cleaver hooks or crescent moons, it's all in the eye of the napkin, the pencil sharpener, the scantily clad volumes of mangled tourists with intimidating facial hair; sexy. (people that go in for long winded beatnik-type lists of unrelated metaphors conveying one central theme) The stars of the power plant twinkling to nursery rhymes while jukin, the split end fantasy straining to squint at the old knee high, the ol, light box, the old, 78 trash talk heaven and/or hell, blue and/or white collar. Extra starch please. Wait. No. No starch. I'm gonna get fat. I can't get fat and happy. Well, happy; yes. Fat; no No, wait. YOU have to hand it over to the nuclear scientist and say, put wings on this. Proceed to chop your head off and frantically run about Chelsea inventing turmoil for advances in stomach ache and good times. Good times, great coffee. Trust somebody to work in fog of London, the dust of Beirut, in your kid sister's view from the Brooklyn Bridge. Very much like a Hollywood movie, starring the action hero, your friend produced to make himself some money in order to fun the important low budget film, collaborating with the homeless African-American director awaiting the death row of hospital bed moves. Very much not a movie. This is a movie but it has to bat a million eye lashes. So fatten it up no wait. Well you're right. You got me. A glossy move is not a is not a movement. Yes you hear the choo-choo but no matter how far you travel it's the same 3 and 2 pitch. It's a late infomercial with a new and improved, fool-proof way to masturbate. There. I hope you feel better about yourself. So let's forget it and return to the sickeningly pretentious list that details the ideal. By omitting this last stanza from the short term and continuing fearlessly into the divine quark of a loop hole, we breathe easier while burning more calories. Inhale, exhale, inhale, now hold it It's too late, you bought it. All tales are told, all sales are final. So what are you afraid of? 1 --If you skin the cat, you can't take it back..

[01 Aug 2003|10:21am] Yeah, well... I need to update or something? I think I'm scared to... So maybe later?... This was pointless. ::shrugs:: 5 --If you skin the cat, you can't take it back..

[23 Jul 2003|08:14am] [ mood | bouncy ] WHAT NO HI I'M MAKING AN ALL ABOUT CHARI POST IN A LITTLE BIT. HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHARI!! ::gives pudding, Hot Pockets, Poptarts, sporks to kill Lean Pockets with:: LOVE YOU CHARI! ::cling!:: 71 --If you skin the cat, you can't take it back..

[22 Jul 2003|03:55pm] [ mood | chipper ] [ music | AAR - "Drive Away" ] WHAT NO HI. Ok, the Buffies rule and all that but one of the best Buffies, if not the best period, is SARAH MICHELLE. :D WHAT NO HI I SUCK AT UPDATES BUT..BUT..BARE WITH ME IM ONLY TALKING BOUT SARAH IN THIS ONE. Sarah rocks. Sarah is sick in the cough kind of way.. ::pets:: Sarah needs presents. Sarah is kind, caring, fricking awesome, beautiful, an amazing woman and person. ANYONE WHO KNOWS SARAH IS LUCKY TO HAVE HER AS A FRIEND. Sarah owns me. :D THE END. Oh yeah, and no one take this in the "omg Sarah I want you way", SHE'S WITH FREDDIE PEOPLE GET YOUR MIND OUT OF THE DAMN GUTTER. NOW THE END. -James 3 --If you skin the cat, you can't take it back..

[19 Jul 2003|06:02pm] [ mood | amused ] GUESS WHO'S BACK AND HERE TO STAY. :D AIM - DangerousxJames I expect AT LEAST Sarah, Emma, and Charisma to be happy. >:D So go! Talk to me! I need love.. ::pouts:: James 3 --If you skin the cat, you can't take it back..

[17 Jun 2003|11:02am] Hi, i need to undie. x.x Uber long update later -- be ready for it. ;) -James 4 --If you skin the cat, you can't take it back..

[10 Jun 2003|02:31pm] Oh look, I'm updating. Ok, skipping back a few days to.. Monday, June 2nd Went to see Wrong Turn with..well, with who else? Eliza, duh. ::rolls eyes:: Anyway..we ended up, before the movie ended..we ran up the the screen and ripped it down. Yes, we ripped the damn screen. Which we got a few "WHAT THE HELL"'s and other reactions from the other people in the theater. We bolted outta there, so we wouldn't like, die from the mob. As we got to the car, I glanced back as E. asked "Are they following us?". I said "Oddly enough, no." Of course, with all the irony in the world, right at that moment they all bolted out the door after us. We had to zip outta there fast. Anyway, skipping some stuff..blah blah, ended up at this quiet place by some cliffs. And also skipping some stuff that was said..it well..ok, ended good. Not sure if I should say anything more than that, so I'm keeping my mouth shut. Blah blah, other days? Point being, MISS PYSCHO BITCH FROM HELL, I'm sure you all know who I'm talking about..well, ok, prolly not, but anyway, she fucking rammed into Eliza 3 times, as she was driving back to the house. ::sighs:: I don't want to get into this though, not in a damn journal. Oh yeah, and we found this kid in the park a few days ago, her name's Faith, anyway, so we're keeping her until..well, I'm not sure..since..for reasons I can't say, we can't take her back to her parents..so I'm not sure what we're gonna do really.. So yeah, that's my week pretty much, minus a lot of details, but you don't need to know everything, now do you? ;) -James If you skin the cat, you can't take it back..

[01 Jun 2003|04:42pm] [ mood | anxious ] Oh look hi, I'm not dead. WRONG TURN . Go see it! IT WILL KICK YOUR ASS 2 --If you skin the cat, you can't take it back..

[20 May 2003|03:27pm] Yes. I live. 2 --If you skin the cat, you can't take it back..

I think I win! [15 May 2003|07:23pm] [ mood | amused ] [ music | The Presidents of the U.S.A. - "Lump" ] You listen to me. I've been alive a bit longer than you. And dead a lot longer than that. I've seen things..you couldn't imagine. I've done things I'd prefer you didn't. And I've never had a reputation of being a thinker. Follow my blood. Which doesn't exactly rush in the direction of my brain. I make a lot of..mistakes. A lot of wrong bloody calls. A hundred plus years..and there's only one thing I've ever been sure of. You..hey look at me. I'm not askin you for anything. When I say I love you, it's not because I want you. Or because I can't have you. It has nothin to do with me. I love what you are. What you do. How you try. I've seen your kindness, and your strength. I've seen the best and the worst of you. And I understand with perfect clerity exactly what you are. You're a hell of a woman. You're the one, Buffy. ..since when is Spike that smart/sweet. I always knew he had that side in him. TOLDJA I KNEW MY CHARACTER INSIDE AND OUT. 2 --If you skin the cat, you can't take it back..

Back Again [12 May 2003|08:41pm] [ mood | bouncy ] [ music | U2 - "Beautiful Day" ] I somehow managed to jam my finger into the front door, causing the skin under the fingernail to turn red and blue, so typing is REALLY hurting at the moment. It HAD to be one of the fingers I use to type, didn't it? So, if there's typo's, then blame it on my finger. Well, first off..I would like to apologize to a certain someone whom knows who they are..just wanted to say sorry for talking about her so often lately and acting kinda..well, depress-y..that the word? My life is anything but bad. I have everything to be thankful for right now, and forth and foremost is you. So yes, my true self, it's back. To go all Spike on yah --- "DADDY'S PUTTIN DOWN THE HAMMA!" .. theoretically speaking. My weekend was a bang if there ever was one. Flashback weekend was generous enough to invite me to be the main guest at the Buffy Fan Event, which began May 9th and lasted, well, all weekend. It was in Rosemont and Park Ridge Illinois, which, for those of you whom aren't aware of it, is considored part of Chicago. ::pauses, shaking his hand with the bad finger on it a few times:: First day, there was a cocktail party thing. Fans were there, it was pretty cool. After that, the band had a Q & A's session at the Pickwick Theatre. After some questions, the one I knew was coming finally came. Someone stood up and said, "How old are each of you all, and James, you have to come clean." So.. I came clean. I'm - Dontcha wish you would of been there to hear that? :P Only people who'll ever know. After that, when we got on the bus, me and Charlie (GotR's guitarist) got sick. Ugh, food poisioning. We stayed up all night puking. Next day, I headed over to the Pickwick Theatre. Good thing me and Charlie weren't sick anymore. The band (Ghost of the Robot), we practiced until it was show time. We did one performance for the people at the Buffy Fan Event at 7, and then one after that at 10. So yeah, big night. It went well though, I thought. At least the crowd wasn't booing, they were wooing, really. Day after, I headed over to the Raddison O'Hare, the hotel where the Buffy Event was held at. I took photos with fans for about 3 hours, and then signed autographs straight after for about 4 or 5 hours. LOTTA people there, didn't think there'd be THAT many. After all that, they sent a limo to take me to the Pickwick again. I did a Q and A's thing with just me. Some fans were..well, I love the fans, they just seem to get a little..wild?..at times. I mean, during the concert the night before, someone yelled "TAKE IT OFF" as I scratched my chest with my hand under my shirt. I didn't "take it off", but yeah..I'm taking that as a compliment, though, even though, as I've said before, I'm not sure how to take compliments..I mean, I'm not egotistic at all, so I guess it's hard for me? I dunno. But yeah, Q and A's..there was this little 4 year old girl in the middle of the isle up front..omg, she was so cute. She yelled out, "I LOVE YOU SPIKE!" then corrected herself by saying "I LOVE YOU JAMES!" Jeez, that was SO cute! I responded by mumblin into the microphone "Kids just slay me". I hated saying "only one more question", since the guy running the event said the wheather was getting bad, so we couldn't keep it going longer than schedualed. All in all, my weekend was awesome. It rocked. The fans rock. On a last note, I'd just like to say thanks to all the fans who came, and any fans that didn't, since without all them, I wouldn't be where I am today. Thank you. -Marsters If you skin the cat, you can't take it back..

[09 May 2003|08:37pm] [ mood | hyper! ] [ music | Pink Floyd - "The Wall" ] This is so frickin ghetto..I haven't updated in forever. Ok, can't really go day-by-day indepth, since I forget things anyway, but for the most part, I'll try to "remember words". Well, as you all most likely are aware of, I'm with E. We've been together for about 3 weeks now..I've never been with anyone better. She makes me happy..she cares..she rocks..what more could I ask for? Never thought I'd find anyone else after..well, you know what happened. Anyway, I guess what I'm trying to say is I'm thankful..lucky. Which, by the way, Lucky is a good show. :P Well, looks like I just ruined that perfect touchy moment, why is it that I always seem to manage to do that? Ruin a perfect moment by saying something totally random? Something totally useless? Not saying all that I say is useless, I try to think some part of me makes sense. Well, there's a big Ghost of the Robot concert comin up tomorrow. Anyone comin? ^_^ I already know Eliza and Bif are. Not sure if Wes could stand the loud-ness, he'll prolly stay in the hotel and watch Bring It On a few more times. I swear, that dog is obesessed. Yet, he's a smart puppy, knows how to operate a DVD player and everything. We had a gig on this TV show in Chicago this mornin, doubt anyone caught it though. "Just a timezone confusion", right? :P I'll be taking pictures with fans, signing autographs, answering questions, big 'ol fun Sunday, day after the concert. That'll be pretty cool. Fans of Buffy are freaks, and I'ma freak, so it works out. ;) Hope to see at least a few familar faces there. -James 1 --If you skin the cat, you can't take it back..

OOC NOTE [09 May 2003|04:00pm] [[ This is more so for Eliza-shape.. IVE BEEN MISSING YOU ONLINE!! Urrgh, I have to leave tomorrow too..going to the Buffy convention. Anyway, e-mail me, I'll try and get on later tonight too, since I'm thinking that's when you've prolly been on. Bye. ]] If you skin the cat, you can't take it back..

[06 May 2003|04:30pm] [ mood | curious ] [ music | Audioslave - "Like A Stone" ] Excerpt from an article about some convention: And Eliza and James Marsters (Spike) are just about the nicest prey in the world, as they graciously interacted with a mob of crazed fans, including, for Eliza, camera-ready ones in the ladies' room and, for James, a few girls who walked right up and tried to jam their tongues down his throat. Whatever. If you'd been there, you would have done it, too. ..it's sad how I really was mobbed by ranging tongues..which might just happen at this upcoming convention this Saturday and Sunday..wish me luck? BTW, I'll make an actual update later, don't have time right now. 2 --If you skin the cat, you can't take it back..

WES [04 May 2003|01:45pm] [ mood | happy ] [ music | The Clash - "Should I Stay or Should I Go" ] WES PUPPY! IS THAT NOT THE CUTEST THING YOU'VE EVER SAW!? 5 --If you skin the cat, you can't take it back..

[01 May 2003|06:20pm] [ mood | sleepy ] [ music | The White Stripes - "Hotel Yorba" ] Short update, so here goes. 9 days until the Ghost of the Robot concert..who's coming!? ^_^ And.. All new icons. All of me in character, went a little "Spike-happy". ~_^ -Semaj Yelsew Sretsram (James Wesley Marsters backwards) I got a little bored, flipped my name backwards, I'm wacked like that. If you skin the cat, you can't take it back..

On A Lighter Note [30 Apr 2003|06:35pm] [ mood | bouncy ] [ music | Audioslave - "Like A Stone" ] I'm freaking out about My So Called Life, awesome show. Watched it back when it was still on TV, so I decided to get the DVD boxed set. Trying to re-watch 'em all now. Which..I'm about to go do..after I watch Bring It On..again.. ::shifty eyes:: Wow, pointless entry about my strange TV obsessions. ::points:: New layout! New layout! ::jumps:: o.0 Ugly? Pretty? Spaghetto? Oh! Wes ate an old french fry he found under the hotel couch..o.0 Right..think E's supposed to be home soon so..yeah.. James can ramble! 2 --If you skin the cat, you can't take it back..

Nah [28 Apr 2003|03:16pm] [ mood | crappy ] [ music | Rufus King - "Just What I Need" ] I transfered from Los Angeles. You're school has no gymnastics team. This is the last resort! ..don't. Say. A. Word. I happen to have an obessive thing going on at the moment. WES sings along to the Mickey song. WES. ::shifty eyes:: Right.. Note for the following: This isn't out of context, she IMed me in order, as shown. I'll let this speak for itself, not caring what she thinks about me putting this in here: Just x Chelle: So when were you going to tell me about you and Eliza DangerousxJames: Didn't think you'd care Just x Chelle: Fuck off Just x Chelle: you and your whore DangerousxJames: ::blinks:: Er.. Just x Chelle: Look I now hate you with a passion Just x Chelle: SHE WAS MY FRIEND JAMES DangerousxJames: ..E? Just x Chelle: yes DangerousxJames: I know that.. Just x Chelle: You were my fucking..oh my god how coul dyou do this DangerousxJames: Omfg, you're the one that caused all this shit! YOU broke up with ME. YOU broke MY fucking heart! Just x Chelle: AND YOU KNWO FUCKING WHY Just x Chelle: FUCK YOu Just x Chelle: DIE .. Note to you: I didn't do what I fucking said I was gonna, as you can see. But I'm not saying I didn't think about it. And yes, just because you said all that shit. -the Bloody 3 --If you skin the cat, you can't take it back..

Nuh-uh..why'd James try to write a song? [22 Apr 2003|06:08pm] [ mood | creative ] [ music | Buffy on FX! ] "The Light" Bridges burn, Planets turn, Revolving around us. You are there, With that hair, Rising above us. Never know what you'll find, 'Till you're runnin outta time, Doctor says you'll make it. Falling over all the trees and stumbles, Your belly rumbles, You've gotta fake it. Can't see the grass or trees, The birds or bees, Yet there you are again. Never know what you'll find, 'Till you're runnin outta time, Doctor changes his mind now. Calls you up, Says you're outta luck, You're dying today, The month of May. Now you, Don't know what to do, She walks in the door, You're blinded by the light.. Confused no more, You fly to the door, You get it now. Thank the heavens above, You're in love. If you skin the cat, you can't take it back..

[21 Apr 2003|08:22pm] [ mood | tired ] [ music | Wes snoring ] Hmm.. Yesterday's events - *Watched the sunrise in the park with E *Flew out to LA; talked with Chelle at Starbucks *Wes peed in my shoe *Slept Exciting, eh? Today I just..slept really. Wrote a song..not really finished yet.. Anyway, I'm out. Must..go sleep again. -James If you skin the cat, you can't take it back..

[19 Apr 2003|10:44pm] [ mood | hot ] I anything can't do right since because pickles. If you skin the cat, you can't take it back..

[19 Apr 2003|12:24am] [ mood | spaghetto ] [ music | Bif Naked - "October Song" ] I'm eating cheese..I win! Ok..so..I'm in New York now. Needed to get away from places, clear my head, all that rot. Went with E, since I doubt I could do this alone. "October Song" If I fall outa my nest, will ya pick me up? Will ya help me fly? If I fall outa my nest, will ya show me love? If I'm in over my head, Will ya pick me up? Will ya help me out? If I'm in over my head, will ya show me love? It's cold, baby. It's cold, baby. I need your love to get me through this time. Lonely October song. I am a bleeding heart. Lonely October song. Help me! I'm falling apart. I can't seem to find anyone, who hasn't fallen. Fallen down. I can't seem to find anyone unlike a crispy leaf on the ground. There are leaves all around. If I'm blind and lose my way, Will ya walk with me? Will ya help me see? If I'm blind and lose my way, Will ya show me love? If I'm incarcerated, Will ya bust me out? Will ya set me free? If I'm incarcerated, Will ya show me love? It's cold, baby. It's cold, baby. I need your love to get me through this time. Lonely October song. I am a bleeding heart. Lonely October song. Help me! I'm falling apart. I can't seem to find anyone who hasn't fallen. Fallen down. I can't seem to find anyone unlike a crispy leaf on the ground. There are leaves all around. And..so on? -J-ness If you skin the cat, you can't take it back..

... [16 Apr 2003|02:49pm] [ mood | sore ] I'm not over it. I thought I was, I figured I was..I'm not. And I don't think I'll ever be. Even with the undeserved help I'm getting..I guess it's just hard. I don't like being like this, feeling this way. Don't know what the "bloody hell" I'm talking about yet? My father. I'm pretty sure everyone's heard about his "visit" by now. But not everyone knows the full story of it all and I don't believe everyone needs to. One or two people do..I'm not sure though, maybe only one..I'm forgetful.. I think her, her, and her deserve to know the whole deal, just because I don't like keeping things from the people that are closest to me.. Moving along to my point.. Something happened yesterday..and it scared me. I'm not easily scared. I was talking to Bif yesterday..I..something happened to where I like..said I sucked..and then it was like I wasn't there. My mouth was moving, words were coming out, but I don't remember any of it. After a bit, I "came back" to myself..and I didn't remember any of what I said nor what Bif said after "I suck".. Something's going on.. Something's wrong..with me. ..and I'm scared. 1 --If you skin the cat, you can't take it back..

SPA-GHETTO [14 Apr 2003|08:28pm] [ mood | cold ] Amy's back! WOO! Glad you found what you were lookin for, Ames. ^_^ Woo, anyway, today..me, Eliza, and Amy went to the hospital. They convinced me to go get my ribs checked. Found out, 4 of them are broke. They'll heal in a few months, hopefully. I'm thinking the FLASHBACK WEEKEND, which is going to be at Park Ridge, Illinois where Ghost of the Robot is playing, I'm thinking it's going to be our best yet. There's a Buffy fan convention that same day, before the concert, and then the day after I'll be meeting and signing autographs for fans. It'll be cool. I'm just hoping none of the fans hug me to hard..broken ribs people, calm down. May 10th and 11th. ::nod:: Note: ZINGOS, the mints, kick butt. I LOVE my SpongeBob toilet seat! ::hugs it:: o.0 ::snoopy!dance:: Er..ow.. -James 1 --If you skin the cat, you can't take it back..

... [13 Apr 2003|04:07pm] [ mood | gloomy ] How could I ever love another, when I miss you every day? How could I ever get over you, when I'd give my life for yours? ..that really says it all. I don't see the need to say nor explain myself anymore right now. 1 --If you skin the cat, you can't take it back..

... [12 Apr 2003|01:03pm] [ mood | hurting (due to ribs) ] [ music | Bif Naked - "Tango Shoes" ] ::points:: Spa..ghetto.. Moving along.. Talked to Michelle yesterday..wasn't horrible. I would say a bunch of crap about it, but, I would have a hard time finding words, since I most of the time do. Note: I think I have a few broken ribs. Anyone have a Band-Aid? Yes..this was very short and un-explainative..but if I said what I was feeling right now..I'm not sure what kinda reaction I would get..and I'd just like to keep it private for the moment, I suppose. Ottehgaps. 4 --If you skin the cat, you can't take it back..

ELIZA DUSHKU TIME! [11 Apr 2003|08:13pm] [ mood | thirsty ] [ music | Bif Naked - "Choking On The Truth" ] THE E POST! Figured I might as well make it the same day as the Bif one, to be fair. Mk, mk, mk!! HERE WE GO! My spaghettoly version of what Eliza's name stands for: Extremly beautiful Loving Intoxicating Zesty? Afectionate I'm..thinking that came out a little more..flirty?..than intended. o.0 Sorry about that. Five letters is harder than three, thank you very much. Moving along.. In my own words, let me try and describe Miss Eliza Dushku. Umm..she speaks her mind, always a good quality to have. She's beautiful, smart, funny..always cheers me up when needed. Helped me through one of the toughest times of my life. One thing people may not know about her, she has a GREAT singing voice. E is a very talented actress, and she's the only person I'd get creeped out with at a theater full of deranged lunitics whom want to mob us. ::blink:: Only she'll get what the heck that means. ^_^ Dushku is my best friend ever, and I've known her for years now. She's always been there for me, and for that, I will truely always be thankful. I'm estimating 45 years from now we'll still be friends. Well, ok, I might be dead by then, but she'll..put flowers on my grave? I love her, and I always will. She'll forever have a special place in my heart. And in advance, here's part of my will for when I..pass away? James Wesley Marsters here by leaves his cheese collection to one, Eliza Dushku. I..win!? ^_^ -Spaghetto Fellow 2 --If you skin the cat, you can't take it back..

Bif's request.. [11 Apr 2003|07:54pm] [ mood | hyper ] [ music | Bif Naked - "Twitch" ] It's official. I am officially addicted to three certain Bif songs. 1. I Love Myself Today 2. We're Not Gonna Make It 3. Tango Shoes ..I'm thinking I've listened to each of those about..48 times by now, at least. It's sad really. Anyway..Bif wanted me to make an entry all about her.. ::narrows eyes:: So..just to make her happy..I'm doing so.. First off, I figured out what Bif's name stands for, well, at least, my spaghetto version of what it stands for. :P Bouncy Intelligent Femme ::shrug:: Sure? Ok, moving on. Hmm..maybe some Bif lyrics would be nice. Here we go. Bif Naked - "I Love Myself Today" You left me like a broken doll, In pieces as I took the fall, For you, you dumb chump! You left me free-falling like space junk. Burning up in the atmosphere of life. Well I sound like a philosopher, But I'm a fool who's off her rocker. 'Cause I let you in my heart that one last time. I've had enough, made up my mind, I'm gonna get up and out and wahhh! I love myself today, Not like yesterday. I'm cool, I'm calm, I'm gonna be okay! Uh-huh, I love myself today, Not like yesterday, Take another look at me now. 'Cause it's your last look, Your last look forever. Well, look at you, you're all puffed up, In that big red truck- but you're outta luck, (this time) Well, that's tough, 'Cause I'm on fire- too hot to touch, with a chatroom full of lovers on the line. Gonna step right up. Spit shine my soul. I'm gonna be proud and loud and outta control! I love myself today, Not like yesterday. I'm cool, I'm calm, I'm gonna be okay! Uh-huh, I love myself today, Not like yesterday, Take another look at me now. 'Cause it's your last look, Your last look forever. I'm lookin' in the mirror and I like what I see: I've lost the fear and the horror that's been eating at me. 'Cause being with you is like a hangman's noose, I was living my life in dead man's shoes. I've had enough. Made up my mind. I'm gonna get up and out and wahhh! I love myself today, Not like yesterday. I'm cool, I'm calm, I'm gonna be okay! Uh-uh, I love myself today. Not like yesterday. Take another look at me now. I love myself today, Not like yesterday. You're dead and gone, I'm gonna get my way. Uh-huh, I love myself today, Not like yesterday. Take another look at me now, 'Cause it's your last look. Your last look forever! I love myself today [x7] ::points:: I think Bif loves herself today.. ^_^ But it's an awesome song really, I love it. Huh..what else can I say..well, I can tell you what Bif means to me? It may get sappy so beware. Bif is honestly one of the bestest friends I have. Her and E. come in close. She can sing, really belt out those notes. Always makes me feel better. Sure, I suppose she's kinda a flirt, but, who cares really? Why wouldn't you like her to flirt with you? Everyone has eyes..except..some eyeless..people..moving along.. Yeah, well, she's great, and I doubt she'll ever really know how much she means to me. She's helped me through my crap, along with Eliza of course, they both did. I love them both, and I'm sure I always will. BTW, just to make it even, I'll make the next entry all about Eliza, so don't feel left out E. ~_^ I would now, but I'm kinda tired, prolly gonna go watch THE BOB or something. May the spaghetto be with you all. 1 --If you skin the cat, you can't take it back..

[09 Apr 2003|06:47pm] [ mood | spaghetto ] [ music | Bif Naked - "I Love Myself Today" ] Ok, I think I'm ready to update now. Died for a bit there. I'm slowly coming out of my sorrow-stage, due to the brillance of Bif and Eliza. They rock. Yup. As if I have to tell you all, yes, I am single. Yay for me? Not really. I suck. Nothing new there. Hung out with Bif the other day, and like, the day before that Eliza. Weird time at the movies, me and E had..spaghetto people there..o.0 Anyway.. I LOVE MYSELF TODAY, NOT LIKE YESTERDAY! I'M COOL! I'M CALM! I'M GONNA BE OK! o.0 Been singing that all day, how..spaghetto..of me. ^_^ -James Spaghetto Dude Man Sir Fellow Non-Nancy-Boy Marsters 3 --If you skin the cat, you can't take it back..

:( [04 Apr 2003|10:16pm] [ mood | sad ] [ music | American Hi-Fi - "Another Perfect Day" ] I'm holding on waiting for your call It's simple but I can't explain this I'm sinking down I feel like I could die I'm falling off I don't know why I still believe it when you say It's another perfect day Another perfect day I still believe it when you say It's another perfect day Another perfect day So I might try to leave it all behind I know tommorow's not so bright now I'll say goodbye cause nothing good can last (you wear and figured no where fast) And today I don't know how too keep it all inside But I guess I'll let it slide I still believe it when you say It's another perfect day Another perfect day I still believe it when you say It's another perfect day Another perfect day Today I don't know why I thought that it was real But i guess it's no big deal I still believe it when you say It's another perfect day Another perfect day I still believe it when you say It's another perfect day Another perfect day I don't know how I don't know how To let it slide ... 1 --If you skin the cat, you can't take it back..

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