Saturday, November 27, 2004

lesson #143: my daddy's listening to the opera

While penning this entry, my ears prickled from the sound of an overweight Italian guy singing in a foreign language (probably Italian). I hope my dad turns the volume of his beloved opera down soon. He got a bonus a while ago and was excited to spend it on a Bose. And now I suffer.


OK. Now I've plugged my earpiece on and am listening to Nelly. SO hyped up for later tonight! I'm like a little boy who's gone hungry for months, who was suddenly offered a fresh loaf of bread piping hot from the oven. It was just slightly out of his reach... With every step he took, he came closer and closer to that wholesome yumminess and then... SNAP! GOBBLE! In short, I can't wait to club again.


Man - I'm tired of poppin' these bottles, tired of fuckin' these models
I'm tired of these menage nights (yeah right)
I was built for it, I got a hip for it
I even got a little swagger in my limp for it
I done had, sex in the city plus sex in the country
You know - sex in the zoo directly behind the monkeys
Hold up! Don't get me wrong, I'm lookin for Ms. Right
But tonight ain't the time, I'm lookin for right now