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What a Let-Down!
Sadie March 10th, 2008
I’m so awful. I never update my website anymore. Well, I will start again. For those of you who have been looking every day still while I only post maybe 1 or 2 things a week at best, thanks! I’ll stop being such a let-down. 
My Lover - Billie Joe Armstrong
Sadie December 22nd, 2007
GREEN DAY “Working Class Hero” (live)
Lyrics:
As soon as your born they make you feel small,
By giving you no time instead of it all,
Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all,
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.
They hurt you at home and they hit you at school,
They hate you if you’re clever and they despise a fool,
Till you’re so fucking crazy you can’t follow their rules,
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.
When they’ve tortured and scared you for twenty odd years,
Then they expect you to pick a career,
When you can’t really function you’re so full of fear,
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.
Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV,
And you think you’re so clever and classless and free,
But you’re still fucking peasents as far as I can see,
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.
There’s room at the top they are telling you still,
But first you must learn how to smile as you kill,
If you want to be like the folks on the hill,
A working class hero is something to be.
A working class hero is something to be.
If you want to be a hero well just follow me,
If you want to be a hero well just follow me.
by John Lennon
*posted for “T”
Bigger Than Yours
Sadie December 14th, 2007
I forgot to tell you guys about a dream I had a couple of nights ago. I don’t remember much, but I had a big brand new blue truck that I just bought and I had patent leather high top shoes in blue plaid that matched. I drove around showing off my truck and shoes, and I was excited about how well they matched. I remember that there were guys who had smaller trucks admiring mine.
Caving under pressure
Dave December 13th, 2007
As most of the readers on this page know, I have not washed my jacket since I purchased it. (it was quite a while ago, I won’t say just how long to save a little face) ;) Well, when the girls at my old office found out about this I received pressure every day to wash said coat. I continuously laughed them off but could hear them in the back of my head every time I put on my jacket. I don’t even work with them anymore and I still hear them in my head. You ladies must have caused some mental scars or something. Anyway, while I was cleaning my apartment for our upcoming party, I washed my jacket. I can hear you saying “FINALLY!” Sadly I still hear your voices taunting me… I’ve got issues.
London Bridge is Falling Down
Sadie October 27th, 2007
Last night I dreamt that I was in London. I had my car there. I wasn’t driving my car like normal, but operating it like a remote control car. We were at London Bridge and it was made of all grating. I am afraid of bridges, especially when you can see the water. I was racing to get my car to the bridge before it opened because in my dream it was a draw bridge. I got my car there but it was almost vertical and my car ended up falling. I screamed as it plunged into the water. I started crying and screaming more. A man who was operating the bridge came to me and asked what was going on. I told him and he got an enormous hook which he lowered into the water. He pulled up a different car. Someone else’s car that had also gone into the water. He then turned on some kind of motor that brought up grating from the water. It didn’t pull up my car so he used the back up and told me it was my last chance. This time it worked and my car came up. I’m not sure how it happened next, but I didn’t take my car in time and it was crushed by the grating and pulled back in. There was more about me walking around the bridge but I don’t remember enough.