Andare, Partire, Tornare ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- They Fight Crime! Ok, second entry in just a few hours, but I forgot I wanted to put up a link to They Fight Crime!. I found it on somebody else's diary while trekking through Diaryland, and forgot I wanted to share it. If I could remember whose diary I found it on, I'd share that too, but heck - I'm still struggling to remind myself that the taxes need to be done. He's a scarfaced skateboarding ex-con on a mission from God. She's a vivacious French-Canadian queen of the dead fleeing from a Satanic cult. They fight crime! He's a leather-clad coffee-fuelled hairdresser with a passion for fast cars. She's a violent wisecracking widow with an evil twin sister. They fight crime!
Guess what album is playing in my computer right now. No, go on, guess. Hah! All wrong. It's "New Miserable Experience" by the Gin Blossoms. I found it buried in the closet. What happened to them, huh? For what it's worth, Clinique's Dramatically Different Moisturizing Lotion is the only one that seems to make a difference on my face. Bless my boss for giving me all her samples of it - she had about a billion, and now I have the tiny yellow bottles scattered throughout the house, in place for emergency moisturization. 10:11 a.m. - 2002-04-03 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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