Sometimes, I like to think of myself as a badass... at least as badass as an investment analyst can be. I drive a badass car But, admittedly, I have some non-badass fascinations... things I can't help but stop and notice. The last few weeks, its been a voice at DTUT. Like my own personal Enya or Dido, all work comes to a screeching halt when she plays her two songs that combine for under eight minutes, only one of which can be a cover (or so the rules go.) I wonder... people base relationships around looks sometimes... can you base it on voice. What's the audio version of arm candy? Vocal cord candy? I just want her to walk around with me and sing in my ear... She's a voice hottie. That's probably not as badass as my car.
"Every little thing..."