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2005-11-02
10:01 a.m.
Dead Man's Party
Oingo Bongo "Dead Man's Party" I'm all dressed up with nowhere to go Walkin' with a dead man over my shoulder Waiting for an invitation to arrive Goin' to a party where no one's still alive CHORUS I was struck by lighting Walkin' down the street I was hit by something last night in my sleep It's a dead man's party Who could ask for more Everybody's comin', leave your body at the door Leave your body and soul at the door . . . (Don't run away it's only me) All dressed up with nowhere to go Walkin' with a dead man Waitin' for an invitation to arrive With a dead man . . . Dead Man . . . Got my best suit and my tie Shiny silver dollar on either eye I hear the chauffeur comin' to the door Says there's room for maybe just one more . . . CHORUS Don't run away it's only me Don't be afraid of what you can't see Don't run away it's only me . . .
Dear Kurt, I'm sitting here at the computer lab just chilling out; History class was alright, we had a quiz on the rest of Chapter 8 (which I read last night, so it wasn't tough), a lecture on Feudalism (long definition...) and went over the first story we read in the "Medieval Myths" book. :-) Anyway... Today is Dia de los Muertos *La Catrina, one of my favorite images of this day. :-)
They have a table set up out by the Art Gallery, so yesterday I left a card that I got at Elisa's memorial; this morning I checked and it's still there *sigh of relief* I'll pick it up tomorrow, i'm sure they'll respect it or else i'll kick some butt, lol See you later, I love the song at the top (and playing in the background). Love, Pancho Pantera
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