Wednesday, June 23, 2010

iPod Free Write

"Delicate"

And did I tell you that when you smile, I can see your heart?

BWA-HA-HA. No way. Just a little slice of metal.


Damian Rice, you Siren, you.


Stuck between giving up something forcefully easy. And then, wondering when it's time to leave. And time to ask for more. From myself, you know. Mom says 28. 28, huh?

Twenty-eight. 16 months and some amount of days. Twenty-eight. Perhaps 30 is the new 28. Or never. This is fun, but it makes me go I miss the rest of it. Until I realize the rest of it is all a headache. Perhaps twenty-eight is when it's all just how it is now - and there are no headaches. Just, ya know, that...there. And a hug or something. But, dear Self, Damien Rice, Mom, I highly doubt it.

"New American Classic"

And she drives. Into the night. Angels creep in her mind and she wonders why the fuck all that dumb shit falls into her mind. All the shit she can do nothing about.

April comes and the rain welcomes new open windows, and fresh air and dreams of new things. Maybe, for a moment, there's nothing to worry about. And, maybe, for a moment, everything is perfect. There is a perfect. And she finds it. And then cynicism and reality falls into place. And there's all things she can do nothing about. Fall back and just ride the ride.

Tidal waves sweep you. Small currents caress your back. Rocks are jagged. Waterfalls are a terrifying leap of faith. Fall back and ride. Don't think. The wind, the water (fire, earth, heart...captain planet!) take you where you would go. Where you will go. Regardless of what you do or how much you pressure or play games or ease up. Life isn't yours - it's fate's.

"The Velorium Camper I: Faint Of Heart"


Stop.

Okay. Go.

Stop procrastinating. Less thinking. Impossible.

Slice of the tongue. Sharp words that cut through veins. The heart bleeds.

Well-behaved is an option, an opinion. I'd rather keep it interesting. My life will never be boring. And my momma still loves me.

Friday, June 18, 2010

Weekend Playlist

I'd say it's for you, but it's probably more for me.

Monday, June 14, 2010

Today's Thought....

I think that if the way to a man's heart is through his stomach, the way to a woman's is through her laughter.

(I'll take both. Greedy, greedy. Nom, nom.)

Monday, June 7, 2010

Still Here

Dear Neglected Blog, I apologize.

Life has been a flurry of activities and too much grocery shopping. This past weekend I did a booze cruise on the Potomac, falling asleep at about 4am after stealing a ride home from two guys from Boston who started talking to me just to ask if i was "actually with" the guy I was with. "No, we're friends." Then we all got in a cab an they were staying at a hotel about half a block from my friend's apt. who I was staying with that night. Exiting the cab they said, "Well, it looks like you got a free ride."

"Yup. Thanks." And she walks away, wondering if she really needs to explain ever at all why she is single and never gets asked out on dates. My wonderment lasted all of about 13 seconds. Then I time traveled to passing out. I woke up at 8am, and headed out to get on the bus to go to the wine festival all day. I think I wasn't sober yet when I started drinking again. Okay, I was. But so sleepy - however most all of us were on the boat, thus in the same boat. I remember most of the festival - much more than the boat. But then the shotgunning bagged wine on the ride back and drinking a bottle purchased at the festival was a bad idea. We returned, I used my friends shower, then we cabbed out to our next destination, ending the night at an iHop which was delicious but I couldn't tell you what I ordered. Prior, I had Hard Core cider. There was a lot of dancing...and I bought a 35 pack of orbit at CVS to get cash back. This is what my mind chooses to recall? Interesting.

I got back to another friend's and realized my camera was gone. He called where we were (thank you, love) but no luck. Sad I lost my camera, I went home the next day and napped and watched Scrubs and was elated to learn that my friend who's shower I used had my camera on his coffee table.

So, with that, the weekend was officially a success. And I slept for at least 16 hours yesterday (to this morning).

Um. Yes. So, my Yes Year is going awesome, but the blog is suffering as I have no time for upkeep - a flaw in the design plan, I think.

Wait, this isn't the blog I intended. I'll regroup an be back shortly. Thanks, MNGT