DON'T DETOUR!!!

I am so glad that they are posting more KITH sketches since the tour kicked off...this one is called "Comfortable"...AND it's the unedited version....meaning it wasn't aired in the states...Scott attempts to go down on Kevin's character...in the commentary section on the DVD they all poke fun at Kevin's smelly balls...LOL...WATCH THIS!!!
(if you can, make the screen bigger...and pay attention to Kevin's face...btw...Kevin is the woman on the table for those of you that don't know)

*SIGHS*

I JUST DON'T CARE ANYMORE....



No more doctors, NO MORE REJECTIONS. Just let me be...I want my life back.

WHERE IT ALL STARTED.....

He's had me ever since this sketch. <3<3<3

SWEET SWEET LAYNE...SO SAD

DOWN IN A HOLE....forgive the first 5 seconds of wild things fucking it up...lol





Layne was my Kurt....I loved Layne. Hell, I loved Alice In Chains....I collected their music like I breathe air...I had sheets and sheets of their stuff...I even once paid 75 bucks for a rare CD that was never released and still to this day I can not find it...but that all went out the window when the bastards broke into my car. I cried over losing their stuff more than any other CD's that I had...and I had a lot. The first time I left all my music in the car....

I remember the day I found out he died. Edgefest was a couple of weeks away and I was excited b/c Jerry Cantrell was singing...and they had mentioned that when he was done doing his solo gig that they were getting back together for a reunion tour...

I was driving to my mom's house, I was turning Left from Debbie Lane onto Cardinal and it came over The Edge... "Layne Staley found dead in his apartment today...." I almost ran off the road into a tree....I pulled over into the parking lot that occupies the small vet place and I cried. I cried so hard. I couldn't believe it...didn't want to believe it. When I saw Jerry step onto the stage, he played all Alice In Chains and when it came to Down In A Hole he said "This is for you Layne." and I cried like a little bitch again...it still breaks my soul that he is gone.


There was a song that he did with the Heart sisters, it was on one of the bootlegs that I had...I'm not sure what the name of it was...something like 'ring them bells'...not sure...it sounded like a spiritual song...it made me cry it was so beautiful.

OMG I FOUND IT

IT SLOWLY COMES TO AN END....

How can you break something that is already broken? THAT is the million dollar question of the day...or is it...I may have more, we'll see.

I posted on James' board today my kick off start to this beautiful clusterfucked Monday. I do have friends outside of the board...I promise...lol...you guys are the only ones who comment.

I woke up 30 minutes late...actually tamed my wildly split end hair to look remotely okay to go out in public...I get to work, unlock the office, grab my coffee cup and I'm off to get my 3rd cup of coffee. I smile to everyone telling them good morning...then I venture to walk UP the stairs, get halfway up and what do ya know...my leg decides to go out on me....yeah....like a bad movie it plays in slowmotion....

My right leg dies, my left leg smashes into the stairs, my hands break my fall, while the coffee cup falls and cascades all over my face and on my shirt. I hear gasps from everyone down below...'are you okay'....I turn around pissed off...not embarassed mind you...but pissed off...walk into the front office bathroom...shaking violently and begin to wipe away the coffee....FUCK....there goes my managed hair....FUCK.... there goes my makeup....THANK GOD I'm wearing a black shirt....FUCK....here comes the pain....the pain....welcome it, welcome it, welcome it....I had to put myself in THAT mindset.

I venture to walk back up the stairs that I just fell from, went into my office and prayed that they wouldn't make a big deal...pray that EH&S wouldn't hear word of this...and if they did I'd say I tripped....but thank heavens, no one came. The rest of the day I was a walking disaster....seriously. The door slammed on me twice, I got a massive paper cut in between my fingers...you know the webbed part....yeah....then I somehow cut my finger on a plastic binder....Now I'm home.

I took a 30 minute hot as you can possibly stand it shower....soaked my back....nursed my poor knee...in which is now forming a rather pretty sweet purplish green bruise on top of a knot....my back is splitting with pain...I might have pulled something...but hey...I'm already broken, right!?!

SOOOOOOO.........

On a somewhat lighter note....I had a dream about 'the guy' the other night...wow, to my surprise two so close together...was very shocked. I held onto it three different times while waking up....I still can't believe I held onto him as long as I did. I would post about it, but Bruce and Scott from the kids are in it and I'm sure you guys are sick to near death of me talking about them...which by the way I'm ready to have another hot Dave dream....yeah...maybe I'll get lucky tonight.

INTERESTING

James Spader is my sex kitten so I am lovin this...or mortified that I look like two guys...hahahhaha