Wednesday, May 28, 2008

just an ordinary day.

so i'm sitting on the futon trying to eat nasty, tasteless lentil soup and yummy Iggy's onion foccaccia, and it's just not working. so, i ditched the soup and stuck to the carbs :)

not much is happening here. i'm exhausted from this past weekend and have yet to catch up on my sleep... no food in the house which is awesome, so i have to scrounge or buy food with the money i dont have. damnable living paycheck to paycheck!

AND THE BOTTOM OF MY FOOT WILL NOT STOP ITCHING. it's been going on for DAYS.

a funny thing happened on the way home from work yesterday: a crazy man was walking behind me yelling obscenities at the top of his lungs, and another man was following him yelling "he's shitting on the presidents' faces! he won't stop SHITTING ON THE PRESIDENTS' FACES!!!" and i'm walking as fast as i can just to get away from them. sheesh. it started pouring after that which was way cool. it was nice and warm out and big fat raindrops just started falling like crazy and i was soaking wet by the time i got home :)

*sigh* that about covers it...

Tuesday, May 27, 2008

rainy daze

Raindrops keep fallin' on my head
And just like the guy whose feet are too big for his bed
Nothin' seems to fit
Those raindrops are fallin' on my head, they keep fallin'
So I just did me some talkin' to the sun
And I said I didn't like the way he got things done
Sleepin' on the job
Those raindrops are fallin' on my head, they keep fallin'
But there's one thing I know
The blues they send to meet me won't defeat me
It won't be long till happiness steps up to greet me
Raindrops keep fallin' on my head
But that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turnin' red
Cryin's not for me'Cause I'm never gonna stop the rain by complainin'
Because I'm free
Nothin's worryin' me
It won't be long till happiness steps up to greet me
Raindrops keep fallin' on my head
But that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turnin' red
Cryin's not for me
'Cause I'm never gonna stop the rain by complainin'
Because I'm free
Nothin's worryin' me

Sunday, May 18, 2008

may you...

May you have enough happiness to make you sweet, enough trials to make you strong, enough sorrow to keep you human and enough hope to make you happy.

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

"Different But the Same" by my new fave: Ben Kweller

There's no time to phone home when you're
Racing your own time.
We contemplate, you gotta wait your own turn.
Up the noise, with some poison with great poise.
You can't compare it to...
Or let it scare you through...
If every thing you do is not as smoothly as we planned.

You gotta understand there is more for you.
But all you gotta do is put yourself with the people,
They're the ones who make the world spin.
Lust in favor, you can win.

And you'll take home the gold medallion
And ride the wobbly wave of fame.
That is why you came

To your senses to feel it out
And try to kill off every doubt.
Your mother worries but no one worries quite like you,
And when you start you must rely on your own heart.
'Cause nothing works the same
or takes the blame or wins the game
with your head in your hands in the pouring rain.
I wanna see you as you are
Like a lonely star.

There is more for you.
But all you gotta do is put yourself with the people,
They're the ones who make the world spin.
Lust in favor, you can win.

And you'll take home the gold medallion
And ride the wobbly wave of fame.
That is why you came

You gotta be strong, you gotta teach your son
How to stand up straight when you want to run,
How to care and love, how to be yourself,
To be different but the same.

Tuesday, May 6, 2008

the simple joys of maidenhood


Where are the simple joys of maidenhood?

Where are all those adoring, daring boys?

Where's the knight pining so for me

He leaps to death in woe for me?

Oh, where are a maiden's simple joys?


Shan't I have the normal life a maiden should?

Shall I never be rescued in the wood?

Shall two knights never tilt for me

And let their blood be spilt for me?

Oh, where are the simple joys of maidenhood?


Shall I not be on a pedestal

Worshipped and competed for?

Not be carried off, or better st'll

Cause a little war?


Where are the simple joys of maidenhood?

Are those sweet, gentle pleasures gone for good?

Shall a feud not begin for me?

Shall kith not kill their kin for me?

Oh, where are the trivial joys

Harmless, convivial joys

Where are the simple joys of maidenhood?


oh, how I love "Camelot"...