There's this woman I know named Debra who can't take a compliment. she insults herself vigourously even though she is actually attractive. Weird... Oh well I plan to take advantage of her weaknesses.
JUST KIDDING MOM!
Victor Varnado speaks his mind with little regard for how it may effect his career, starring me and NO ONE ELSE.
Sunday, July 27, 2003
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Saturday, July 19, 2003
A song I wrote
Get the hell away from me you know you always break my heart.
You dis me in your poetry and you like to call it art.
We wouldn't Have this problem, if you weren't so fly,
But when I see you I just want to give it another try.
CHORUS
I got everything I need
But you got everything I want
I got secrets that you speak
Even though I beg you don't
So goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
So goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Don't you write a letter to me unless you want to see me cry
You always get the better of me cause I can barely get by
We wouldn't have this problem, if I didn't hold you close.
But the words you write make me spend the night and you're so damn verbose
CHORUS
Every time you look at me, I have to close my eyes
you like to smile so gingerly, there aint much to despise
We wouldn't have this problem, if I never knew your name
but there's a melody in in control of me and I can't be to blame
CHORUS
-end
Get the hell away from me you know you always break my heart.
You dis me in your poetry and you like to call it art.
We wouldn't Have this problem, if you weren't so fly,
But when I see you I just want to give it another try.
CHORUS
I got everything I need
But you got everything I want
I got secrets that you speak
Even though I beg you don't
So goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
So goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Don't you write a letter to me unless you want to see me cry
You always get the better of me cause I can barely get by
We wouldn't have this problem, if I didn't hold you close.
But the words you write make me spend the night and you're so damn verbose
CHORUS
Every time you look at me, I have to close my eyes
you like to smile so gingerly, there aint much to despise
We wouldn't have this problem, if I never knew your name
but there's a melody in in control of me and I can't be to blame
CHORUS
-end
Friday, July 18, 2003
oof, it's been a while sense I loggeg on to the old blog. I am in good spirtits and I have not had anaccident. Good for all of us. Looks like things are shaping upt oka here. I got off to a slower start overall than I would have wished for in LA, but at least now things are coming together. A short story...
I was in New York for a show and I med a man with a wooden leg named Geoff. I don't know the name of his other leg. Ha ha ha!!!
Victor
I was in New York for a show and I med a man with a wooden leg named Geoff. I don't know the name of his other leg. Ha ha ha!!!
Victor
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