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12:35 am - I hate it when people copy lyrics into their livejournals.
I'd love to write you a really long post about my day, but I'm tired and I need to go to Rockford, Illinois tomorrow. Woah, it's 12:31 AM. Make that today. Still, I need to find some way to fill up your Friends page with something you won't read, so here are some lyrics. This was like, my favorite song during my junior year of high school, and it popped up on my MP3 player on my way home from The Interpreter. Oh yeah, Ellen and I saw The Interpreter tonight. Pretty good, as far as suspense movies go. Anyway, lyrics:

Status Back Baby
by Frank Zappa and the Mothers of Invention


I'm losin' status at the high school
I used to think that it was my school...
BOW WOW WOW WOW!
I was the king of every school activity
But that's no more... oh mama!
What will come of me?

The other night we painted posters
They played some records by the Coasters
BOW WOW WOW WOW!
A bunch of pom-pom girls looked down their nose at me.
They had painted tons of posters; I had painted three.
I hear the secret whispers everywhere I go
My school spirit is at an all-time low... BLA-A-A-A!

I'm losing status at the high school
I used to think that it was my school...
BOW WOW WOW WOW!
Everyone in town knows I'm a hand-some football star
I sing & dance & spray my hair & drive a shiny car
I'm friendly & I'm charming... I belong to De Molay
I'm gonna try like mad to get my status back today!
Status back baby
Status back baby
Status back baby
Status back baby
Current Mood: draineddrained
Current Music: Frank Zappa and the Mothers -- Status Back Baby

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From:tlhinganhom
Date:May 7th, 2005 05:47 am (UTC)
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I need to find some way to fill up your Friends page with something you won't read

I resent that, Sir. I'll have you know I almost always read almost all of your posts!
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From:evil_jim
Date:May 7th, 2005 07:32 am (UTC)
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And I definitely usually skim the comments.
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From:nocturne152
Date:May 7th, 2005 02:45 pm (UTC)
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I occasionally even reply
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From:sacredspud
Date:May 9th, 2005 04:14 am (UTC)
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And I like to reply to comments that are nested like this -- Scott in reply to Jim in reply to Hal. I can just type one response and kill three birds with one stone. One comment-shaped stone. And the birds aren't so much birds as smartass remarks.
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From:tlhinganhom
Date:May 10th, 2005 06:35 pm (UTC)
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Hey ding a ding, ding!


(überprops if you get that referance.)
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From:sacredspud
Date:May 10th, 2005 06:49 pm (UTC)
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Alas, I didn't get it -- I had to look it up. I see it was set to music by Thomas Morley, though, and I sort of know Rennaisance vocal composers so sort of know his work. Does that get me anything? Didn't think so.
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From:tlhinganhom
Date:May 10th, 2005 07:07 pm (UTC)
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It's the third song in As you like it, but Willy Wonka also sang it in the invention room.

In the springtime, the only pretty ringtime,
When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding.
Sweet lovers love the spring.
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From:sacredspud
Date:May 10th, 2005 07:47 pm (UTC)
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Wow, I suck.
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From:tlhinganhom
Date:May 10th, 2005 08:40 pm (UTC)
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Well, it was pretty random and obscure, like most of the leaps of logic that my mind seems to make.


...god, I love my userpics.
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From:sacredspud
Date:May 10th, 2005 08:47 pm (UTC)
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The rest of us love 'em too. I'd love mine, but there's no point, really, since I like to answer my comments from my e-mail client, and you can't select your userpic there.
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From:agaysexicon
Date:May 7th, 2005 04:58 pm (UTC)

Sorry

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But with graduating and all, I really don't have time to read your posts and comments or even make comments of my own, you know.
I hate it when people copy lyrics into their livejournals. - Garmonbozia for the soul.

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