sort of a comment on all the blog/social software/fuckster stuff going on. i managed to make it a little creepy/obsessive as well. (i guess this is a good point to say this is NOT autobiographical. ok maybe slightly. i feel pretty fucking sexy every time i walk to bart. but the stalker undertone is from talking with my first and only “friendster fuck” about the serious weirdos that stalk chicks on those things). recorded in garage band over 2 nights. kinda weird to do vocals in my apartment, because i can’t really belt shit out.
i feel pretty sexy this morning as i strut the sidewalk on the way to the train
my headphones are naughty naughty naughty for making me feel this way again
i point and click point and click i’m so good it’s making me sick
i point and click point and click
does anyone here recognize me from my user profile
does anyone here recognize me from my great profile
does anyone here recognize me from my user profile
does anyone here recognize me from my stellar profile
does anyone here recognize me from my drop-dead profile
i checked out your website, now i’m feeling the way i’m guessing you wanted me to
sort of impressed sort of distressed ’cause i’m suddenly infatuated with you
i’ve never met you but would it upset you if i wrote to you as if we were close friends
i feel a connection in your direction
direct messaging you night and day
i hit return you better hit me back
i’m not believing you are away
i point and click point and click i’m so good it’s making me sick
i point and click point and click
does anyone here recognize me from my user profile
does anyone here recognize me from my great profile
does anyone here recognize me from my user profile
does anyone here recognize me from my stellar profile
does anyone here recognize me from my drop-dead profile
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