magnificently unprepared/for the long littleness of life.
Saturday, November 12, 2005
the music's fine like sparkling wine
augh. woke up with chewing gum in the weirdest places. combing the worst of it out of my hair and peeling whatever i can off various body parts.
slept for 8 consecutive hours! go me! also almost finished the confusion which means i'm probably going to borrow anansi boys soon. spotted the collected letters of tolkien in the medical library; maybe i'll borrow that instead since i'm not even sure anansi boys is available in the library yet.
pelvis elvis but maroon5 is good for the mood. hooray for buble! save the last dance for me. tumdeedum. deedeedum. tweedeedle dee. miles davis just came up on random shuffle. makes me wanna practise again. think i might have trouble even playing high e now though since i haven't played for close to 3 years already.
haha. can you tell i'm stalling for time? i just don't want to study. lazy.
quit acting so friendly
don't nod don't laugh all nicely
don't think you'll up-end me
don't sigh, don't sip your iced-tea
and don't say, "It's been a while"
and don't flash that stupid smile
don't sit there and play just
so frank so straight so candid,
so thoughtful so gracious,
so sound, so even-handed
don't be so damn benign
and don't waste my fucking time
don't ask me don't ask me don't ask me how i've been
--ok go, don't ask me
+ fictions&fires
12:45 PM
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plangere, latin: to strike, or to lament.
in the depth of winter i finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer.
--albert camus
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to be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best night and day to make you like everybody else means to fight the hardest battle any human being can fight and never stop fighting.
-- ee cummings
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