Weirdness...in general.....
Just weird stuff...
I am/have been out of sorts...we all (well all my 'real life' friends know why and those of you who read do as well....).
I don't even know where to begin....
The guy down at the Au Bon Pain at work who was hitting on me all last year - every time he sees me he hits on me...it becomes unnerving - I went through there ot get coffee - he stopped me and asked me if I had my own office...so well duh - I tell him I am in an office with my co-workers...then he asks me if it has a door that locks...then Monday, he was in and I went in - like I do every morning to get coffee - and he comes up behind me and ever so lightly runs his fingers up my spine - now I am REALLY sensitive to touch (um...er especially lately) - so I nearly jumped out of my skin...he asked me if I was ticklish - before I cold answer, the girl at the check out told him to leave me alone that 'She's dating and she's happy now...'
I mean I don't want this guy to get fired - but he's crossing my boundaries and it's weird cause at one point we discussed dating....
*sigh*
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Appetite. Erin mentioned it last night...suddenly I feel ravenous....
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I've been feeling disjointed on some levels and so connected on others - I want to keep just focusing on the nodes I am connected to - but the other synapses need my attention too....so I have to straddle that line...which probably makes me come across as being out of sorts...scattered....
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Holidays! Bah Humbug! (Just kidding) But seriously they can suck - the obligatory stuff we don't do otherwise is ridiculous....just adding to that disjointed feeling - I am telling you guys, one of these years I really need to just go away for the holidays...take the kids go skiing something....who's with me here??? LOL
Yet there's joy and tenderness and anticipation of things coming - spending time with Erin - meeting family (say it with me now YIKES! I am so scared) - him getting together with my family - cool.
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Music...flow through my veins freely....
Lyrics run through my head like barefoot children:
ARTIST: Al Stewart
TITLE: Year of the Cat
Album: Year of the Cat
"The Year of the Cat"
On a morning from a Bogart movie
In a country where they turn back time
You go strolling through the crowd like Peter Lorre
Contemplating a crime
She comes out of the sun in a silk dress running
Like a watercolor in the rain
Don't bother asking for explanations
She'll just tell you that she came
In the year of the cat
She doesn't give you time for questions
As she locks up your arm in hers
And you follow 'till your sense of which direction
Completely disappears
By the blue tiled walls near the market stalls
There's a hidden door she leads you to
These days, she says, I feel my life
Just like a river running through
The year of the cat
Well, she looks at you so coolly
And her eyes shine like the moon in the sea
She comes in incense and patchouli
So you take her, to find what's waiting inside
The year of the cat
Well morning comes and you're still with her
And the bus and the tourists are gone
And you've thrown away your choice and lost your ticket
So you have to stay on
But the drumbeat strains of the night remain
In the rhythm of the new-born day
You know sometime you're bound to leave her
But for now you're going to stay
In the year of the cat
********
Tori Amos
Title: 'Silent All These Years'
Album: Little Earthquakes
"Silent All These Years"
Excuse me but can I be you for a while
My dog won't bite if you sit real still
I got the anti-Christ in the kitchen yellin' at me again
Yeah I can hear that
Been saved again by the garbage truck
I got something to say you know
But nothing comes
Yes I know what you think of me
You never shut-up
Yeah I can hear that
But what if I'm a mermaid
In these jeans of his
With her name still on it
Hey but I don't care
Cause sometimes
I said sometimes
I hear my voice
And it's been here
Silent All These Years
So you found a girl
Who thinks really deep thougts
What's so amazing about really deep thoughts
Boy you best praya that I bleed real soon
How's that thought for you
My scream got lost in a paper cup
You think there's a heaven
Where some screams have gone
I got 25 bucks and a cracker
Do you think it's enough
To get us there
Cause what if I'm a mermaid
In these jeans of his
With her name still on it
Hey but I don't care
Cause sometimes
I said sometimes
I hear my voice
And it's been here
Silent All These...
Years go by
Will I still be waiting
For somebody else to understand
Years go by
If I'm stripped of my beauty
And the orange clouds
Raining in head
Years go by
Will I choke on my tears
Till finally there is nothing left
One more casualty
You know we're too easy Easy Easy
Well I love the way we communicate
Your eyes focus on my funny lip shape
Let's hear what you think of me now
But baby don't look up
The sky is falling
Your mother shows up in a nasty dress
It's your turn now to stand where I stand
Everybody lookin' at you here
Take hold of my hand
Yeah I can hear them
But what if I'm a mermaid
In these jeans of his
With her name still on it
Hey but I don't care
Cause sometimes
I said sometimes
I hear my voice
I hear my voice
I hear my voice
And it's been here
Silent All These Years
I've been here
Silent All These Years
Finally...now listening to....(besides all the noise already in my head...)
Music from Elliot Smith (I adore this album and really need to add it to my collection):
Sufjan Stevens (also excellent):
Clap Your Hands Say Yeah (what can I say - except YEAH! LOL):
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...see I told you I was feeling scattered....
I am/have been out of sorts...we all (well all my 'real life' friends know why and those of you who read do as well....).
I don't even know where to begin....
The guy down at the Au Bon Pain at work who was hitting on me all last year - every time he sees me he hits on me...it becomes unnerving - I went through there ot get coffee - he stopped me and asked me if I had my own office...so well duh - I tell him I am in an office with my co-workers...then he asks me if it has a door that locks...then Monday, he was in and I went in - like I do every morning to get coffee - and he comes up behind me and ever so lightly runs his fingers up my spine - now I am REALLY sensitive to touch (um...er especially lately) - so I nearly jumped out of my skin...he asked me if I was ticklish - before I cold answer, the girl at the check out told him to leave me alone that 'She's dating and she's happy now...'
I mean I don't want this guy to get fired - but he's crossing my boundaries and it's weird cause at one point we discussed dating....
*sigh*
#######
Appetite. Erin mentioned it last night...suddenly I feel ravenous....
********
I've been feeling disjointed on some levels and so connected on others - I want to keep just focusing on the nodes I am connected to - but the other synapses need my attention too....so I have to straddle that line...which probably makes me come across as being out of sorts...scattered....
$$$$$$$$
Holidays! Bah Humbug! (Just kidding) But seriously they can suck - the obligatory stuff we don't do otherwise is ridiculous....just adding to that disjointed feeling - I am telling you guys, one of these years I really need to just go away for the holidays...take the kids go skiing something....who's with me here??? LOL
Yet there's joy and tenderness and anticipation of things coming - spending time with Erin - meeting family (say it with me now YIKES! I am so scared) - him getting together with my family - cool.
++++++++
Music...flow through my veins freely....
Lyrics run through my head like barefoot children:
ARTIST: Al Stewart
TITLE: Year of the Cat
Album: Year of the Cat
"The Year of the Cat"
On a morning from a Bogart movie
In a country where they turn back time
You go strolling through the crowd like Peter Lorre
Contemplating a crime
She comes out of the sun in a silk dress running
Like a watercolor in the rain
Don't bother asking for explanations
She'll just tell you that she came
In the year of the cat
She doesn't give you time for questions
As she locks up your arm in hers
And you follow 'till your sense of which direction
Completely disappears
By the blue tiled walls near the market stalls
There's a hidden door she leads you to
These days, she says, I feel my life
Just like a river running through
The year of the cat
Well, she looks at you so coolly
And her eyes shine like the moon in the sea
She comes in incense and patchouli
So you take her, to find what's waiting inside
The year of the cat
Well morning comes and you're still with her
And the bus and the tourists are gone
And you've thrown away your choice and lost your ticket
So you have to stay on
But the drumbeat strains of the night remain
In the rhythm of the new-born day
You know sometime you're bound to leave her
But for now you're going to stay
In the year of the cat
********
Tori Amos
Title: 'Silent All These Years'
Album: Little Earthquakes
"Silent All These Years"
Excuse me but can I be you for a while
My dog won't bite if you sit real still
I got the anti-Christ in the kitchen yellin' at me again
Yeah I can hear that
Been saved again by the garbage truck
I got something to say you know
But nothing comes
Yes I know what you think of me
You never shut-up
Yeah I can hear that
But what if I'm a mermaid
In these jeans of his
With her name still on it
Hey but I don't care
Cause sometimes
I said sometimes
I hear my voice
And it's been here
Silent All These Years
So you found a girl
Who thinks really deep thougts
What's so amazing about really deep thoughts
Boy you best praya that I bleed real soon
How's that thought for you
My scream got lost in a paper cup
You think there's a heaven
Where some screams have gone
I got 25 bucks and a cracker
Do you think it's enough
To get us there
Cause what if I'm a mermaid
In these jeans of his
With her name still on it
Hey but I don't care
Cause sometimes
I said sometimes
I hear my voice
And it's been here
Silent All These...
Years go by
Will I still be waiting
For somebody else to understand
Years go by
If I'm stripped of my beauty
And the orange clouds
Raining in head
Years go by
Will I choke on my tears
Till finally there is nothing left
One more casualty
You know we're too easy Easy Easy
Well I love the way we communicate
Your eyes focus on my funny lip shape
Let's hear what you think of me now
But baby don't look up
The sky is falling
Your mother shows up in a nasty dress
It's your turn now to stand where I stand
Everybody lookin' at you here
Take hold of my hand
Yeah I can hear them
But what if I'm a mermaid
In these jeans of his
With her name still on it
Hey but I don't care
Cause sometimes
I said sometimes
I hear my voice
I hear my voice
I hear my voice
And it's been here
Silent All These Years
I've been here
Silent All These Years
Finally...now listening to....(besides all the noise already in my head...)
Music from Elliot Smith (I adore this album and really need to add it to my collection):
Sufjan Stevens (also excellent):
Clap Your Hands Say Yeah (what can I say - except YEAH! LOL):
&&&&&&&&&&&&&&
...see I told you I was feeling scattered....
posted by Colette at 9:36 PM
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