:: Friday, January 30, 2004 ::

Finding Corgan

Where did my Billy layout go? Those damn imps must be at it again. Look, if you pull this shit again, I'm hurling my neighbour's soiled bloomers at you! I'm warning you! LEAVE MY THINGS ALONE YOU FUCKING FUCKERS!!!

On a much happier note, Mr. Oh-look-at-me-I'm-such-a-tough-gangster has left the country! Thanks for introducing me to high blood pressure and the need to stab you with a knife on your thighs everytime you say something mean to me for no reason. The only reason I bothered being nice to you is because you're my best friend's boyfriend. And now that you're not, I wish you could tap into my mind and watch the play I direct in my head titled "How Many Times Must I Run You Over With Your Integra auto-fucking-matic Before You Become Paraplegic?".

Yeah, you go back there and you plan that pansy-ass voodoo hex bullshit on the guy who stole your woman. That's real gangsta shit, yo. None of that "bust yo knee caps, put a cap in yo ass, i'll chop yo fucking dick off motherfucker" nonsense for you. Bloodbaths make you squeamish and they remind you too much of how your heart bleeds in vain for the woman you love. Oooh Mr. Oh-look-at-me-I'm-such-a-tough-gangster has feelings.

For all the nice things I've done for you, for all the nice things I've said to you, for all the times I kept my mouth shut when you lectured me on how to be a passive woman and men are kings I should cook and clean for, for all the times you bullied your girlfriend and I held back the urge to hurl the chair at you, for all the times you bullied my boyfriend and I held back the urge to push a fork into your eyes, for that fucking massive dinner I prepared for you on your 22nd birthday ... how I wish I didn't have a heart.

And on a much, much happier note, Adrian's now a funk-kay designer at Zouk! Good on ya, mate. Now you're officially my best bud whom you love showering alcohol with.

Billy? Where are you, Billy? Come back ... come backkkkk ....


::Another pointless comment at 12:45pm ::

"Life is everything and nothing all at once..." - Billy Corgan

|the author|

disgruntled, distasteful, disdained, disillusioned and loves to diss. usually drunk.

|where|

KL, Malaysia. Likely stuck in a traffic jam or amongst idiots.

|musical inclinations|

The Smashing Pumpkins, Radiohead, Sigur Ros, Portishead, Blonde Redhead, The Beatles, ...And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of Dead, A Camp, Album Leaf, Aphex Twin, Aqualung, Arcade Fire, Art of Fighting, Ash, Azure Ray, Beulah, Bjork, Bright Eyes, Cat Power, Catatonia, Chemical Brothers, Clinic, Cocteau Twins, Damien Rice, Dashboard Confessional, David Kitt, Death Cab For Cutie, Deftones, Dntel, Dust Brothers, Emilie Simon, Flaming Lips, Hefner, Her Space Holiday, HIM, Hooverphonic, James Blunt, John Lennon, Kings of Convenience, Kruder & Dorfmeister, Lali Puna, Louis Armstrong, Mandalay, Massive Attack, Meanwhile Back In Communist Russia, Mercury Rev, Mew, Modest Mouse, Mogwai, Mum, Muse, My Bloody Valentine, My Morning Jacket, My Vitriol, N.E.R.D., Nine Inch Nails, Oasis, Paul Oakenfold, Placebo, Postal Service, Prodigy, Rialto, Royksopp, Sneaker Pimps, Sparklehorse, Super Furry Animals, Telepopmusik, Tenacious D, The Concretes, The Ditty Bops, The Kinks, The Pillows, The Platters, The Robot Ate Me, The Six Parts Seven, The Streets, The Strokes, The Zutons, Thirteen Senses, Turin Brakes, Unbelievable Truth, Wheat, Yeah Yeah Yeahs, Youth Group, Zero 7, Zwan

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