Bust a move / lip

1) Still no job at the horizon.
2) My lip has split again. The price you pay for a full & kissable mouth.
3) I drink too much coffee
4) Caught the great white hope on camera last weekend, but it took me all of three days to find a way for a windows application to convert the fucking 3gpp format, finally settling on quicktime pro:

Also, because of my rather bleak mood of late, I just wrote this cover of summertime: Now, hum along with me:

Wintertime,
and the weather is comparatively easy.
Money’s tight,
and your friends are getting high.

Your daddy’s not rich,
although mom looks good for her age.
So hush little inner child,
don’t you cry.

One of these late mornings / afternoons,
you’re going to rise up and fall back down.
Then you’ll puke all over yourself,
and hope to die

But til that late morning / afternoon
There’s nothing that urgently wants to harm you,
Although daddy and momma might hire a spy.

Wintertime,
and the weather is comparatively easy.
Money’s tight,
and your friends are getting high.

Your daddy’s not rich,
although mom looks good for her age.
So hush little inner child,
don’t you cry.

And to round things off:

* Poor, poor girl. Is it just me or do the terms “bukkake” and “Tub girl” spring to mind?
* Smokey the bear-like artist.
* For some reason, people think that these pictures won’t end up online somehow. Only one way to teach them to behave. Teach them good. It’s turning ever so slightly into that Monty Python skit “blackmail”.
* Tes, this is yet again my cup of coffee. Right now, somewhere, someone, is having more fun than I.
* I created an account on Second life the other day, but the computer that I’m on is so slow that I experience everything as a set of stills. If anyone would try to strike up a conversation with me, I would behave as the total newbie that I am and not be able to answer (most likely cause the lag would be punching the shit out of the computer).