grrr. and also bah.

[schmerica]

1. In the time of chimpanzees I was a monkey -- Beck, "Loser", guessed by callmesandy and thete1
2. Everyday she wears the same thing, I think she smokes pot -- Ben Folds Five, "Kate", guessed by mosca and notemily
3. Well I'm just outa school, feeling real real cool -- Iggy Pop, "Real Wild Child", guessed by mosca (although this is another of those songs where I have really a lot of covers; I may have actually been listening to Joan Jett or Josie and the Pussycats)
4. But when you said that I wasn't worth talking to, I had to take your word on that -- Liz Phair, "Divorce Song", guessed by callmesandy and corinna_5
5. A black cherry paradise, half the sugar twice the spice -- Josie and the Pussycats, "Three Small Words", guessed by teleute12
6. And you could be a big star, you could go far, make a landmark -- Garbage, "Shut Your Mouth", guessed by thefakeheadline and shrift
7. Once in a while there's this girl I don't know in my dreams
8. I wanted you to sleep with her and hate yourself instead of me -- Kristin Hersh, "Spain", guessed by callmesandy
9. And the one who made it made it because her breasts were really big
10. I may be dead, honey, but I was left with my eyes
11. I couldn't drink enough to make this make sense, but I think I'm gonna give it a try -- Old 97's, "Jagged", guessed by corinna_5
12. First time I shot her, shot her in the side / Hard to watch her suffer, but with the second shot she died
13. When you asked for a date I thought that you were straight -- Waitresses, "Johnny Are You Queer?", guessed by ladysorka
14. Yesterday I got so scared I shivered like a child -- Cure, "In Between Days", guessed by corinna_5 (and musesfool)
15. If you think like Thomas Edison could you invent a world for me? -- Sleater-Kinney, "One Beat", guessed by lifeinwords
16. I could be the one to be your next best friend
17. She's the one who would have taken me to my first all ages show -- Juliana Hatfield, "My Sister", guessed by arianamama
18. I search myself, I want you to find me / I forget myself, want you to remind me -- Divinyls, "I Touch Myself", guessed by thete1
19. Don't be stupid, be a smarty, come and join the Nazi party -- Producers, "Springtime for Hitler", guessed by corinna_5
20. I like it when my hair is poofy, I like it when you slip me a roofie -- Moldy Peaches, "Who's Got the Crack?", guessed by dammitcarl

Normally, you know, I would make more of an effort to have actual content here, but tonight, not so much. Because -- damn you, paper! Damn you to HELL!

So I'm going to be up all night till I get the damn thing done, but I can't get on AIM or IRC because, um, too much distraction. But I need *something*, and god knows I'm going to be checking my email eight million times tonight. Therefore, I implore you all: if you love me, leave me diverting comments tonight! Guess at lyrics. Give me comment porn or weird-ass tiny due south or firefly snippets. Tell me amusing anecdotes and strange facts. I don't even care, dude, but I will be muchly grateful for *something*.

Comments

[shrift.livejournal.com]

I implore you all: if you love me, leave me diverting comments tonight! Guess at lyrics. Give me comment porn or weird-ass tiny due south or firefly snippets.

I'm about ready to crawl into bed, but I could give you a F/K snippet, I guess:

*

"Vecchio!" Welsh hollered. He filled the doorway of his office like a forbidding statue, his big hands gripping the frame. "My office. On the double."

Ray bounced his face on the pile of paperwork on his desk, pushed up from his chair, and promptly tripped over the wolf that suddenly appeared in front of him. He pinwheeled on his tiptoes until his center of gravity finally shifted and he banged his hip against the desk corner. "Ow."

"Dief!" Fraser called, striding across the bullpen with his Stetson tucked under his arm.

Dief whined and licked at Ray's fingers. Ray patted him on the rump. "'S'okay. No blood, no foul."

"I know you didn't mean to, but you really must --" Fraser said, sighing when Dief barked. "All right, fine."

"Vecchio!" Welsh hollered again.

"On my way, sir," Ray said, snagging Fraser by the arm and walking them both into Welsh's office.

"Close the door, Constable," Welsh said from behind his desk. He steepled his fingers. "Now, I find myself in a very awkward position, gentlemen."

"What, you been taking yoga classes?" Ray asked. At Welsh's glare, he coughed into his fist, and said, "Sorry, sir."

"As I said," Welsh said pointedly, "I find myself in an awkward position. I need two detectives to go undercover at the Blue Tropix club."

Ray's ears perked up. "Blue Tropix?"

Welsh grunted an affirmative.

Fraser, though, he looked totally clueless. "I see. What would be the objective of such an undercover mission?"

"Blue Tropix?" Ray said again, because it was kind of important. "The one on Halsted?"

His Lieutenant looked like he'd been gnawing on some Sour Patch Kids. "Yes, Detective."

Fraser looked at Ray questioningly, and Ray tried to pass along the message to let him know what they were in for, but Fraser just squinted at him and fidgeted with his hat. Apparently, their silent communication gizmo was broken today.

"So, we talking drugs, hate crimes, what?" Ray asked.

Fraser frowned. "Hate crimes?"

"Blue Tropix is a gay bar, Fraser," Ray said bluntly.

"Ah," Fraser said, totally unruffled. Or maybe just stunned.

Welsh rustled some papers on his desk. "We received an anonymous tip that the proprietor of the Blue Tropix is engaging in illegal smuggling activities in some of the club's back rooms."

Fraser brightened a bit at the smuggling mention, and Ray started rubbing at his eyes at the back room mention.

"What type of contraband shall we be investigating, Lieutenant?"

Welsh took so long to answer that Ray dropped his hand. Whatever it was, he knew it was gonna be bad. Like getting assigned a stakeout with Dewey bad.

Welsh coughed. "Monkeys."

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

Um, so does out-and-out worship make you uncomfortable or anything? Because, honestly, I am very very very tempted. Dude! Fraser and Ray and Dief and gay bars and and and monkeys!

I am trying to restrain myself from the awkward flailing, but it's not easy.

[shrift.livejournal.com]

Um, so does out-and-out worship make you uncomfortable or anything?

Snerk. Kind of? But right now, not really Mostly because I'm too busy chanting "MONKEY MONKEY MONKEY!"

I need to write the rest of this story. I have lots of notes and an outline. What I don't have? Time. Boo. Hiss.

6. And you could be a big star, you could go far, make a landmark

Oh, and BTW? Garbage, "Shut Your Mouth"

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

Boo, hiss, indeed! Because, dude. Monkeys!

And Garbage is right, as well. You get a sticker.

[shrift.livejournal.com]

Ooh, sticker!

And work seems to be slowing down this week, so I don't have to work this weekend! And if the trend continues, I might actually have some of that free time other people talk about. We'll see.

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

And work seems to be slowing down this week, so I don't have to work this weekend! And if the trend continues, I might actually have some of that free time other people talk about. We'll see.

*crosses fingers for you*