Sunday, March 27, 2005

I am sitting here sipping my tea and listening to the Dandy Warhols adoring the thought that I can stay up tonight listening to Joe Frank's most attractive voice and not worry about whether I will be capable of waking up for school on time the next morning. I glance over to the framed pictures I have sitting on my desk. Only people who have captured my utmost compassion earn a spot here. If you were to be so lucky as to lay eyes upon these pictures you will notice that besides my cat, only two people belong there. These pictures of people starring back at me are my most precious moments. How fabulous to be reminded of such wonderful times everyday!

I figured out today why I am so drawn to the Dandy Warhols. First I begin by expressing that I hate that name. How can such a horrible name describe such a fabulous band? I do not only adore this band because I discovered them through young prince charming. I find that when I listen to them I forget everything in my head that could maybe upset me. I hear this band and I feel like I am in a dream world. If I were into intoxicating my body with foreign substances, this is totally a band I could see myself smoking pot to. But since I am not, I enjoy the natural inside feeling I receive from listening to them.

Virginia Faith at 10:12 PM

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