At Seventeen

I learned the truth at seventeen
That love was meant for beauty queens
And high school girls with clear-skinned smiles
Who married young and then retired

The valentines I never knew
The Friday night charades of youth
Were spent on one more beautiful
At seventeen I learned the truth

And those of us with ravaged faces
Lacking in the social graces
Desperately remained at home
Inventing lovers on the phone
Who called to say "Come dance with me"
And murmered vague obscenities
It isn't all it seems at seventeen
JANIS IAN

Don't Let This Happen To You

My John the Baptist Years

I used to be a corporate whore, and I stayed in nice hotels, and ate in nice restaurants.... but it didn't satisfy me. I had sexy girlfriends, who thought I was funny... but didn't understand me, and that left an empty space I needed to nourish.

They were my John the Baptist years, my wandering in the desert years.

I set up Hot Vimto as a vehicle to reconnect to my creative inner child through reminiscence, smut, and rock and roll, but I have had to accept that I can't even describe myself on my own terms! At least, not to my satisfaction. I have been pretty messed up over the course of my life, and the most important thing has been re-connecting with my integrity.

*Waves*

Something for the Ladies

Nothing brings out my feminine side quite like high heel shoes made of chocolate. Thanks to Lisa Katayama @ Tokyo Mango for this item.

Funny. Sexy. Drunk. Italian.

My Age:

My Strange Habit:

Consequences:

10

Impersonating Dean Martin

Got called 'mad'.
Became a lot more popular.

Dean Martin: Funny. Sexy. Drunk. Italian.

Today has been a Fucked-Up Day

I actually decided I wasn't going to post this one,
but then ILTV posted a nice U2 lyric and I thought again.Blogging - it isn't just there for the nice things in life.

Today has been a fucked-up day
Today has been a fucked-up day
Today has been a fucked-up day
Looks like tomorrow'll be the same old day

Today has been a fucked-up day
Today has been a fucked-up day
Today has been a fucked-up day
Looks like tomorrow'll be the same old day

There's people runnin' up and down the line
With grocery bags on they heads
And dollar bills pasted onto their faces
Squeegee in their hand

Woo, woo, woo...
Woo!
Woohoo!
Woohoohoo!

BECK HANSEN

I Am The World's Forgotten Boy