Saturday, April 05, 2003
Friday, April 04, 2003
Ok - I lied about there not being a Bachelor #3 - I gave a guy my phone number last night - and I really, really, really want him to call. This one I would have to fight (against myself) tooth and nail not to put out for.
Bachelor #2 is history, so really that's just a manageable two anyway, right?
Sucked it up last night and went out to places that have a high probablity of running into the "X". I didn't and had alot of fun and alot of attention (INSERT HERE: New Meat) to boot. Going to see "Dirty Blonde" at Gammage tonight and then have to start getting ready for my Serbian Mistress houseguest.
Good times to all this weekend.
What Was It Like
(Mary Chapin Carpenter/Gary Burr)
What was it like
How did it feel
It's so hard to tell if it was real
I know I was there but with every day
It slips away
And I feel like a passing glance that you never gave a chance
Baby that's not right
What was it like
What did you say
What did I hear
When did it start to disappear
I know you were there
You know that too
What did we do
'Cause I feel like a big mistake that you managed to not quite make
And just walk away
What did you say
Guess I've waited long enough hoping it might be something
Other than what it was
You took something that felt so good
And crushed it because you could
One summer night
What was it like
What was it like
What was it like
Thursday, April 03, 2003
So I was working as a waitress in a cocktail bar - that much is true...
but then I met Donald and that was when, that was when I knew.
Don't you leave me ba-by, don't you leave me o-e-ooooooooooo.
As I stand here in my faded, cut-off ,Jacklyn Smith, daisy dukes and orange sherbet polka-dot (you called them "Poke-My-Dots" to be cute) halter-top cradling our 6 month year old daughter "Jeremiah Sissy Johnson" in my arms (barely covering the needle tracks and bruises) - I beg - NO I PLEAD! - dont you leave me and our baby this way!
I haven't even had a chance to NAIR my legs !!
Could I have done something different - perhaps one of those unusual foreign positions from that Kami Slutra book you kept hidden between the "Sleep-n-Easy" matress ?
Perhaps rubbed your size 12 feet without making those funny faces because of the smell ?
Maybe if I had made more money on the streets for you while you slaved at home coming up with the next revolutionary, entrepreneurial idea for a pyramid scheme actually made out of "pyramids".
Damn, Damn, Damn - I curse this ugly day - I curse it to Arkansas and back.
Anyone got a cig ? Here be a love - hold my baby.
uh - whats up with BLOGGER FTP taking like a GAZILLION minutes to update ??? (oh - hold it - you won't be able to tell me until a gazillion plus one minutes after I posted this - sorry)
Simple Life
(Mary Chapin Carpenter)
You're making lists today of all the things you haven't done yet
You're driving everyone crazy, are you having any fun yet
Mother says you oughta get married
Shrink says here's a little blue pill
Too young for your mid-life crisis
Mirror says you're over the hill
There's nothing wrong with you
The simple life gets complicated
There's nothing you can do, just enjoy the view be glad you made it
You're making resolutions and it isn't even New Year's
You could try a new religion, you could wait until the dust clears
Friends say you're way too choosy
Shrink says see you next week
Guru says control your breathing
You're afraid you might have peaked
There's nothing wrong with you
The simple life gets complicated
There's nothing you can do, just enjoy the view be glad you made it
Cuz things could be better, cuz things could be worse
Cuz life can be charmed and cursed
There's fast, slow and stall, no reverse
There's nothing wrong with you
The simple life gets complicated
There's nothing you can do, just enjoy the view be glad you made it
There's nothing wrong with you
The simple life gets complicated
There's nothing you can do, just enjoy the view be glad you made it
Wednesday, April 02, 2003
A List of Likelihoods (or "Chances in Hell")
Tuesday, April 01, 2003
:: Rollercoaster by EBTG (Album: Amplified Heart) ::
I still haven't got over it even now.
I want to spend huge amounts of time on my own.
I don't want to cause any serious damage.
I want to make sure that I can manage,
because I'm not really in your head,
I'm not really in your head.
And I see love and disaffection
and the clouds build up and won't pass over.
This is my road to my redemption.
And my life is just an image of a rollercoaster anyway.
I still haven't got over it even now.
I want to spend huge amounds of time in my room.
And I'm not coming out until I feel ready,
not running out for a while my heart's unsteady,
and I'm not really in your head.
I'm not really in your head.
When you sky falls to minus zero,
well some things must dissappear.
Oh this is my road to my redemption.
And my life is just an image of a rollercoaster anyway.
The names may have been changed but the faces are the same
The names may have been changed but as people we're not the same.
And I'm not, no I'm not, no I'm not
really in your head.
And my life is just an image of a rollercoaster anyway.
Yeah, my life is just an image of a rollercoaster anyway.