SPF 30 & O.D.ing on caffine.

Um I won't kiss your ass 'cause everyone else's lips have been there. (if you have the audacity to think i'm talking to you then yeah you.)The sun isn't so scurry under a nice layer of SPF 30...So the interview this Friday is actually a gig for a club I've never fucking heard of. So if I've never heard of it, then it's bound to be relatively lame, whatever it pays well. I also have a dance audition in west chelsea next Wednesday. For odd reasons or not, I've been speaking american (improper english...lets not say "ghetto") in my head all day. I really am some what literate, and I absolutely hate double negatives, it's kinda funny with complex thoughts. wait. usually I don't think in words, what the hell is going on? I'm recieving transmission from someone not so well versed? I suppose (erm yeah disregard me as insane then move on). ANNND Thhen, "Won't chew take me to funky town" marches around me noodle. Vividly out of proportion vocal imagination I don't remember why i wrote that in my phone book.Today i gots me 60bux fer free and it's free iced cawfee day in my neighborhood drunken donuts! scored 2...caffine overdose!! I feel like i'm on the verge of a tourettes attack...WHEN TURreTS ATTACK would be a great reality t.v. show! woudinit? I can say that cause i have a cool friend who has tourettes and I like it when he twitches and smacks at imaginary bugs.