Dandified
Sometimes I say the "wrong" thing. Sometimes I take it too far. Last night, I had So Much Fun. Dude and I went to see the Dandy Warhols at the Wonder Ballroom and they were just, well, totally kickass. They were tight, they rocked, they played for two hours. I'd never seen them live before and it was easily as good as, if not better than, what I expected. Except for one thing. And this one thing is something that I just don't get. Courtney Taylor is the lead singer and he is pretty - very, very pretty. The man is tall, has great bone structure and a pouty mouth. He looks like a star. But when he's rocking out on stage, all sweaty and playing his guitar, he does that thing. He makes orgasm face. WHY?!?! Why do some guys do that when they're playing guitar? It's not something that I want to see. I want there to be some mystery. It's like I know what it would look like to have sex with him, except it seems that it was only good for him (I certainly wasn't making bizarre faces for two hours) and now he wants me to go get him some juice or something because he's a rock star and can't be bothered to get it himself. And I guess sometimes I forget that Dude is more than my best friend because I said something along those same lines to him last night when we were driving home from the show. I didn't think about what I'd said until it was too late. Courtney Taylor having sex with his wife is probably not something Dude wanted to think about. Um. Oops. Sorry, Dude. It slipped out. I love you.
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in honor of this post, i created a google account so that i could comment on things. it's a whole new world. watch out.
Sweeeett!!! Look forward to it Jilly... but seriously, who wants to keep track of two lives?? I barely keep up with the first one!! and you want two... YIKES!!
35 is going to be OK - I promise!
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