nothing left for me to do but dance

a brief aside: apparently, the remix of ultimate infamy has, in fact, caught the attention of a dance label. which means that we may be on a compilation by the end of the year. which may means we release it as a single in europe sometime. which means i will be one step closer to saying goodbye, iowa. which means someone else might hear it and say, "hey. i want that girl to sing on my record, who is she?"

it also means that we'll probably get paid a moderately tidy sum of money, and i will be able to get me that ipod.

actually, i don't know what it means. it may mean none of the above. it may mean ten times as much. i'm just speculating. because there's a difference between knowing the path and walking the path. i prefer to walk then to know, because daydreams can be oh so satisfying.

in other news...you have not lived until you've heard what we did to 'mark on my finger' last night. for real. ask me how.

again, please forgive the ultimate crackedness of my archive page. we have experts toiling round the clock.