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aruanHave had Robbie Williams in my head all day, and the blamee knows who she is. *hugs you tight* The chorus of this song is one of the prettiest things ever. And does he ever sing about anything but sex and the shallowness of the music industry? ;)
In no news at all, I adore JC and the new video. It's so delightfully tacky, reveling in its own incongruity, like a self-aware, ironic, renegade slice of 80s New Wave. The nuclear explosions! Tossing the salad! Molly! You've really got to be trying hard not to love this boy.
Speaking of which, on an interesting note, my brother (having walked in on me watching A.D.I.D.A.S. then sitting for Some Girls) has determined that JC is "pimp." *snicker*
Didn't get that Samsonite I mentioned earlier and instead spent the better part of today online looking at backpacks. I'm really leaning toward something nice, a dark brown leather something that looks like it could hold spellbooks or beach towels depending on the day. It's gonna put me out a nice sum, yes, but the messenger bag I have now? Got it exactly five years ago this summer (coincidentally, on my last big overseas trek). I'm due for a nice new everyday knapsack.
Yay for my mom - she passed her real estate broker exam! Even her boss called us to personally congratulate her - apparently, many college grads fail it two or three or even more times. She passed her second time out despite having an English vocabulary on a level not beyond the evening news.
In more non-news. I swam today. Lots of laps in the backyard pool. I'm sure that'll come to collect its dues tomorrow morning.
And while I've said this pretty much every other post for the past week, thank you,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
without_me, for bringing me along on your concert extravaganza. How many people know of my deep and abiding love for Let's Go Crazy? That really is a silly, silly skit which only works when JC's feeling loopy enough to pull it off. Dear Goodbye was especially beautiful tonight, as was Everything You Want, which I've loved from the first and have only grown more attached. And then Shake It, and I get a little squeeful thrill every time he hits those high notes. I'll do it 'til you're satisfied is not only one of the best lyrics ever, but at that decibel, fuck yeah he sells it, too. A, you're crazy and wonderful and I could not be more grateful to call you my friend.
In no news at all, I adore JC and the new video. It's so delightfully tacky, reveling in its own incongruity, like a self-aware, ironic, renegade slice of 80s New Wave. The nuclear explosions! Tossing the salad! Molly! You've really got to be trying hard not to love this boy.
Speaking of which, on an interesting note, my brother (having walked in on me watching A.D.I.D.A.S. then sitting for Some Girls) has determined that JC is "pimp." *snicker*
Didn't get that Samsonite I mentioned earlier and instead spent the better part of today online looking at backpacks. I'm really leaning toward something nice, a dark brown leather something that looks like it could hold spellbooks or beach towels depending on the day. It's gonna put me out a nice sum, yes, but the messenger bag I have now? Got it exactly five years ago this summer (coincidentally, on my last big overseas trek). I'm due for a nice new everyday knapsack.
Yay for my mom - she passed her real estate broker exam! Even her boss called us to personally congratulate her - apparently, many college grads fail it two or three or even more times. She passed her second time out despite having an English vocabulary on a level not beyond the evening news.
In more non-news. I swam today. Lots of laps in the backyard pool. I'm sure that'll come to collect its dues tomorrow morning.
And while I've said this pretty much every other post for the past week, thank you,
without_me, for bringing me along on your concert extravaganza. How many people know of my deep and abiding love for Let's Go Crazy? That really is a silly, silly skit which only works when JC's feeling loopy enough to pull it off. Dear Goodbye was especially beautiful tonight, as was Everything You Want, which I've loved from the first and have only grown more attached. And then Shake It, and I get a little squeeful thrill every time he hits those high notes. I'll do it 'til you're satisfied is not only one of the best lyrics ever, but at that decibel, fuck yeah he sells it, too. A, you're crazy and wonderful and I could not be more grateful to call you my friend.
