Goofus and Gallant

Goofus: Goofus goes to a party and meets the girlfriend of the guy she wants to sleep with and attempts to befriend her, and make herself appear trustworthy, only to reveal she is a two-face.

Gallant: Gallant goes to a party and meets the girlfriend of the guy she wants to sleep with and avoids her completely, interacting only when necessary, or polite.

Gallant is still an idiot, and it was nice not to be the only person who felt that way. But it was also nice that she doesn't have the gall to think I would ever want to be her friend.

Please Please Me (Let's Change The Pace)

When I was a kid, my mom liked to listen to Oldies 104.3 in the car.

The other night I was just listening to the Beatles Anthology, and the opening melody of this song started and I was blasted back to the backseat of my mom's car.

This song, and Day Tripper, were the first Beatles songs I knew, a little kid. My mom was a Beatles fangirl from the beginning, so she made sure to let me know what was what.

I totally miss Oldies 104.3, and Dick Biondi.

...So, I just looked up Dick Biondi (to make sure I spelled his name right) and as it happens, he is credited as the first U.S. Disc Jockey to play the Beatles. It was in Chicago, on WLS 890 AM, in February of 1963.

...The song he played was "Please Please Me."

That just made me very happy. Maybe that's why I remember this song, and his voice; when I don't really think it's one of the Beatles' songs that stayed very popular, it's one I remember hearing on the radio all the time.

Now it's time for bed. <3

Cuddly Toy, part 2

I deleted the original post out of guilt, and that was dumb, because I had nothing to feel guilty about.

"She looks at life like it's a party and she's on the list
She looks at me like I'm a trend and she's so over it
I think her ever present frown is a little troubling
And, she thinks I'm psycho 'cause I like to rhyme her name with things,

But sophistication isn't what you wear, or who you know
Or pushing people down to get you where you wanna go
Oh they didn't teach you that in prep school so it's up to me
But no amount of vintage dresses gives you dignity"

I don't give shit about your opinions, because I love Taylor.

But that song is theraputic for thinking about that trashbag.

I know though, that I'm not the only cuddly toy, because he leaves us in the dust.

I know he is a good guy, or used to be, I can't imagine that he could still be the same person he was with me.

People Throw Rocks At Things That Shine

Of all the girls I have loved to hate over the course of my life, I have finally found one that makes it easy. She isn't nice, she isn't in an understandable situation, she's just a selfish, pretentious, mean girl.

So when I have revenge dreams about me and Taylor Swift playing "Mean" at the Superbowl and saying her name on TV and calling her out for being the nasty, mean girl that she is, I don't feel bad at all.

"Someday, I'll be big enough so you can't hit me,
and all you're ever gonna be is mean."

Say what you will about my taste in music, but Taylor Swift's new album is so much fun to listen to.