Mostly responses from last night.
I LOVE YOU PEOPLE.
Work wasn't finished until the HIGH NOON flag raised.
Midnight hit us still giggling, a little slap-happy.
But the day....
was not bad.
I awoke--weirdly refreshed from my dreadful spill
I felt clean.
Like I'd gotten it all OUT.
*punches disophy1 in the shoulder*
All the right songs played...
as I waited for the bus.
(white jewelry, baby, white jewelry)
Better ones played while I was ON it.
I like, that the bus driver grinned at me
when I boarded.
I was bouncing, and nodding my head.
As she pulled up.
(that sounds weird, I want a better way to say it...
I was bouncing Idly when she pulled up--
and when she and I made EYE CONTACT
and I nodded.)
IT was cool.
I'm going to regret asking this....
Because I am CERTAIN the answer will mortify me...
But, disophy1--WHO sings the song with the line:
What's Eating You AAAAAAlive....
Could be Helping You Surviiiiiiive!
It's kinda my Theme song now.
And I know you ain't gonna say: Leonard Cohen.
I've actually figured out how to play it over and over.
on......The White Jewelry.
I sing it at work.
You're gonna tell me it's GREEN DAY
and I'll have to kill myself.
*laughs and laughs and LAUGHS*
I was DREADING looking at my E-mail tonight.
I'd been so horrible.
But what I found....was not placating.
Just words from my FRIENDS.
Slaps to the back,
A little "collar shake"--
You GET me.........
YOU REALLY GET ME!!!!!!
::Holds her Spit Shined Award High::
I hang with Winners, it rubs off.
Thanks for taking care of me.
For giving a shit.
And to the gorgeous blonde who drove me home tonight....
Get an LJ--it's fun.
I showed you HOW,
I know You're watching.
And put all those spiral notebooks
in a box--
it doesn't matter that some of them only
have a few lines written in them.
I have a box like that.
The doodles in the margins make me grin now.
Start keeping your words.
And GOD--I wish I was twenty and looked like YOU.
But thirty four and a half--with shiny black hair...in THIS skin?
Right it down.
Just Write it DOWN.