Compact Disco Says

I. cannot. stop. listening. to. this. song. As I was telling bendial earlier today, it sounds like Christina Aguilera crossed with an even bigger whore. And it's just so fucking catchy. I have to find this MP3, so that I can put it on a treadmill playlist on my iPod. This song makes me want to shake my ass and put on tight clothes and just fuckin' strut. You guys have songs like that? Where you just want to put on something form fitting and bootyshaking and rip the ground asunder with an 8.5 or greater on the Richter Scale of Hotness?

I should make a mixtape called "Eight and a half on the Richter Scale of Hotness". I watched an SNL skit tonight on Hulu making fun of Christian Siriano, who honestly frightens the shit out of me. I mean, look at him. Come on. He would totally approve of that mix tape by calling it "a ferosh hot tranny fierce mess". Yeah, on second thought, maybe we'll put that mix tape on the back burner...

I haven't felt very much in the spirit of my personal burn lately, but I think if I can string together enough music that makes me want to stand the fuck up, I can reignite those wonderful inner fires. I haven't put on any weight since I got super in shape, but my shape has definitely suffered from my working constantly and the malaise that has come with it. I'm taking time out every weekend now to lay out by the pool and get some actual honest to god vitamin D in the sun. I also want to start working out again at least 3 days a week or more. I felt so amazing when I was working out, and I would love to have that feeling back. I felt like I could accomplish anything, and I think that's an important and really wonderful feeling for someone to have.

So, ya, moral of the story. Watch the fucking video. It totally just occurred to me that this video could so easily stand in as the prequel to Fiona Apple's Criminal video. This was the actual party, and she was all hungover and shit the next morning. What a cogent relation. Not bad for being totally exhausted. Talking nonstop and holding people's attention for 8 hour a day for more than 4 days (will be 10 in total) really takes it out of one. Well, anyway, bask in the super glamness, and revel in shaking your bonbon in your seat.

TGIF, motherfuckers. Out!