feeling lyrical. get over it.

"Aren't you such a catch?
What a prize; got a body like a battle axe
Love that perfect frown, honest eyes

We ought to buy you a Cadillac."

Skeevy Cheese TV Blues

I used the word "skeevy" in conversation last night. My mom didn't know what it meant, so I had to explain that it meant something along the lines of gross or nasty or repellent.

It wasn't until this morning, in the Open Media Lab at school, that I remembered where I had unconsciously picked up the word:

Song: "She eats these skeevy cheeses that I can't describe."

Yeah. Once more, with feeling.

Truly, am addicted to this show. And it's ending tonight. Am v. v. sad.