2003-03-19
1:00 a.m.

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Oh my.

Um, I'm totally with Lisa here on the little eye flutter thing. I was at work and let out a squeal of delight much to the dismay of the rock boys sitting around the bar. I don't think they really were digging getting shushed by their bartender either, but hey, it's Clay! Hot damn that boy does it for me, he's such a little snack. Quite frankly, had he done "Hopelessly Devoted To You" instead of that twit Carmen, it would've set me up with enough fodder for a whole month.

Oh, and Lizz, I'm with you, Julia has got to be the next to go. I can't stand that one. She always has that pardon-me-while-I-try-to-sing-this-song-with-a-stick-up-my-butt look on her face. As Lawrence Fishburne said in What's Love Got To Do With It, "She ain't no Donna Summer."

-Shari