Jacqui (jacqui) wrote,

And Fuck You And...

I had fun talking to my sweet friends Phil and Savina tonight but after talking for about an hour I just had to get off the phone because my mind was hurting. They are so much younger than I am, (but I don't feel this when we are talking, they don't act their age and I don't act mine so it isn't a problem which is a very cool thing,) and I think maybe because of this, or because they have better working minds, without the ADD that Beau and I are plagued with -- really you should have seen us today, I lost and found my wallet like usual, and Beau forgot that Anna was in the car with us when we were driving so when she handed him something he screamed, "like a leetle girl," -- it isn't hard for them to have a phone conversation with two people, keep twenty windows open on their computers, and carry on a gazillion IM conversations all at once. I get dazed and have to just shut down and focus on one thing at a time. I can't even have music going in the background when I read. It completely changes the energy and the rhythm of the book I'm reading. It sucks being this sensitive sometimes, it really does.

Nothing against Jennifer Lopez but something has really happened to Inside the Actor's Studio, (here are an interesting bunch of comments about this from jumping the shark,) it's turned into more of a celebrity fawn fest than a real actors exploration. Maybe that's mean of me because, unlike people I have argued about this with before, I think she's a good actor, and she's certainly multitalented, charming and fun to watch, but to be fair I just don't think she's on the same level as say Robert DeNiro. What happened to some of those amazing earlier interviews with people like Meryl Streep, Anthony Hopkins, Kathy Bates, Paul Newman and Ben Kingsley? Oh well, maybe I should just shut up and be grateful for any of these interviews because even though sometimes James Lipton can be embarrassingly fawning, it's always interesting and fun to watch.

And as for those Bernard Pivot questions that he asks his guests at the end of their interviews, I hate when they fake it and act like this is the first time they've ever heard these questions and are trying to come up with these answers off the top of their heads. Anyway just for fun, here are my answers, for tonight anyway. What would yours be?

What is your favourite word?

What is your least favorite word?

What turns you on?
Scott tickling my feet.

What turns you off?

What is your favorite curse word?
Fuck, Fuck, Fuckitty, Fuck, Fuck.

What sound or noise do you love?

What sound or noise do you hate?
That sound your nails make when you run them down a chalkboard.

What profession other than your own would you like to attempt?
Marine Biologist

What profession would you not like to do?
Butcher, Vivisector, Hunter, Furrier

If Heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates?
All is forgiven, I love you, welcome home!

I was trying to find the lyrics to this Ani DiFranco song and I couldn't remember her name, which as I've said before is sadly pretty typical for me, so I Googled the only part of this song that I could remember, "and fuck you and your...". That's it, that's all I could remember and it took me a while to find the song which is Untouchable Face. The lyrics are good but without the music I don't know if you can appreciate how good this song is. I think you need to hear her sing it to understand why I like it so much.

untouchable face
think i'm going for a walk now
i feel a little unsteady
i don't want nobody to follow me
'cept maybe you

i could make you happy, you know
if you weren't already
i could do a lot of things
and i do

tell you the truth i prefer the worst of you
too bad you had to have a better half
she's not really my type
but i think you two are forever
and i hate to say it but you're perfect together

so fuck you
and your untouchable face
fuck you
for existing in the first place
and who am i
that i should be vying for your touch
who am i
bet you can't even tell me that much

2:30 in the morning
and my gas tank will be empty soon
neon sign on the horizon
rubbing elbows with the moon
safe haven of the sleepless
where the deep fryer's always on
radio is counting down the top 20 country songs

out on the porch the fly strip is
waving like a flag in the wind
you know i really don't look forward
to seeing you again soon.

you look like a photograph of yourself
taken from far far away
i won't know what to do
i won't know what to say

so fuck you...

i see you and i'm so perplexed
what was i thinking
what will i think of next
where can i hide
in the back room there's a lamp
that hangs over the pool table
and when the fan is on it swings
gently side to side
there's a changing constellation
of balls as we are playing
i see orion and say nothing
the only thing i can think of saying

is fuck you...

I just had to laugh though at all of the sentences that came up with this search -- so many people saying, "and fuck you and..." Here are just a few of the sentences I found in the links that came up.

So here just for laughs are the, "and fuck you and"s. I hope I don't freak anyone out with this but I just happen to love the word Fuck, and the fact that there are so many web pages out there with this particular phrase on them made me want to compile a few of these sentences and share them with you;

and "Fuck you and Your Cat"
And fuck you and your sell-out acting career, too! Now,
excuse me while I wipe my ass with a copy of Consumer Reports.
and, fuck you and your fellow men
and fuck you and your outmoded ideas
And go to hell, $cientology! And *FUCK YOU* and your thought police.
and: "Fuck you and your pussy ass country, fuck the French, I am going home right now"
and fuck you and your dwarf nutswinging self.
You should shut up and fuck you and your girlfriend bitch!
and fuck you and your friends up real fucking hardcore
and fuck you and your kool-aid
and fuck you and your wife banging on about how well your two kids have turned out with one of them getting married at the...
and "fuck you and your mass media
and fuck you and your ‘free speech zones”,
Oh, and fuck you and your spelling/naziism
and fuck you and your car
and fuck you and your mom
and fuck you and your ice chips
Oh, and fuck you and your fat ugly wife.
and fuck you and your number 8
fuck it and fuck you and your "iusedyouandilaughaboutit...sometimes"
and fuck you and your artistic talent
We're here, we're queer, and fuck you and your skeevy-ass wife, too
and fuck you and your master server.
and fuck you and your naive idealism
And Fuck you AND your Nazi friends
and fuck you and your FAKE DRUGS
and FUCK YOU and your STRANGE questions!
and fuck you and your avatar.
and Fuck You And Your Imaginary God.
and FUCK you and your pussy ass American brew!
and "Fuck You and Your Neighborhood
and fuck you and your fetus
and fuck you and your blank CDR's. You can shove them up your ass
and fuck you and your ego
and fuck you and your label
and fuck you and your shitty music
Fuck you and your fucking lies, fuck you and your fucking demon bitches, and FUCK
YOU and your fucking fucked up half-assed bullshit reasoning!
and fuck you and your false promises of love.
And fuck you and your lies, Bush.
and fuck you and your mom and her two little
yappy, shit-in-the-front-of-my-house-so-i-step-in-it-in-the-morning dogs.

Well, if that doesn't drive a few people off of my Friend's List I don't know what will. Maybe I should make this post public to see who would befriend me just because of all the Fuck You's, now that would be someone I would like.

Okay off to bed.

Love you,

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