Wednesday, January 30, 2002

cactus sighing

so i've been singing it wrong the whole damn time.
it's "planet earth is bluuuuue and there's nothing i can doooooo."
i stink so much.

on a related note, people often tell me i remind them of maya angelou, which is understandable.

Jay. T. Tempura had a sensational set last night at Club Deluxe. Shame on everyone who didnt' make it. he was on fire, literally.
his ashes are with the Lord now.
his soul is with me.

eat children.

moody love and faithless like,

Bun E. Carlos

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