I Blame the Move...

so over the past week or two, i have once again been struck by certain men who struck me before, but i forgot about during my life-hiatus in san antonio. let me list them for you...

scott weiland: heroin addicted former lead singer for stone temple pilots. good holy lord will you look at the boy! watch the "sour girl" video... does he not make you think twisted dirty thoughts as he writhes around in the blue lights? look at his eyes, at his delicate eyebrows... his chin... oh my GOD i've been blind... and he's the ultimate badboy! in and out of rehab constantly... not good for me, but oh i can dream dream dream...

the edge of u2. a constant addiction. with his heavily lidded eyes and strong brows, and his mouth, and ridiculous ability to play good music, and to be SMOKIN' HOT! especially for someone in their forties... and he's british... and he continually wears those friggin knit hats... whats under them? god knows. but it hardly matters.

jay kay, frontman for jamiroquai. i blame this one COMPLETELY on youtube.com. i've been streaming his videos for two days now. he can sing, he can dance, he has those dark piercing eyes... he's an over-sexed pimp in an adolescent's body, with his ridiculous hats that i want so badly, along with the rest of the package... and he's an aussie, and a capricorn, and so hip in a "i simply don't give a fuck" way. and also, he used to be a bona fide thief in london... full body shudder...

so there's that. i'm gonna go have another g&t now. because that's where its at. happy friday!