Hidden Stories

I haven't posted in a while here or anywhere to be honest (hence the x-postage).  I don't feel like I've been too busy but I'm mentally exhausted by the time I can catch up on internet stuff.  These past couple of weeks have been hard on a lot of people, we've had some deaths (co-workers), illnesses (co-workers, family) and accidents.  Hopefully this will be it for a while, it's emotionally draining...especially when it hits us all like a huge storm.  

Speaking of deaths...what the hell happened to Anna Nicole Smith? I'm not a fan or anything, but I don't think I've ever been more shocked to hear somebody has died.  It was just so...unexpected.  Not to mention, she died in the same hotel we saw David Crosby at a few weeks ago in  Florida.  Bizzare.  

This weekend, my little sisters are cheering at States.  I hope they blow the roof off the place - they are so good and sooo cute. Good luck girlies!

Okay, I suppose I should start working.  I'm the only one here today (lucky me) and I'm going to have to bust my ass so I don't have to come in this weekend.  Ahh! I have to pack this weekend or early next week. Drama-rama. 

I'm very excited because Morgan found (gave back?) my Magnetic Fields CD that was either lost or stolen.  I'm pretty sure I lent it to Morgan and she just took it for all eternity.  And by eternity, I mean for the past year or so.  I'm now importing it into my iTunes and going to listen the shit out of it...whooo.

I'm reheating some pizza and trying to get Morgan to open a bottle of wine.  I've asked her fifty times (because she has to pick what we drink) and she just won't do it, not because she doesn't want it, but because she's that damn lazy. 

 

MORGAN. OPEN THE DAMN BOTTLE OF WINE.

Somethin' filled up
my heart with nothin',
someone told me not to cry.

But now that I'm older,
my heart's colder,
and I can see that it's a lie.

Children wake up,
hold your mistake up,
before they turn the summer into dust.

If the children don't grow up,
our bodies get bigger but our hearts get torn up.
We're just a million little god's causin rain storms turnin' every good thing to
rust.

I guess we'll just have to adjust.

With my lighnin' bolts a glowin'
I can see where I am goin' to be
when the reaper he reaches and touches my hand.

With my lighnin' bolts a glowin'
I can see where I am goin’
With my lighnin' bolts a glowin'
I can see where I am go-goin’

You'd better look out below

I should update, but I decided to post lyrics instead...

 

 

And you,
Were right to bide your time and not buy into my misery
Well the good things are never free
Do the colours of the rainbow look the same to everyone?
And I,
Was rushing round in circles for a reason to believe
Wipe the slime from off your sleeve
You could follow me for weeks
And I'm not going anywhere
Sometimes it's hard to love someone
Till the day that they are gone

And I
Just had a dream the other night
I was married to the Queen
And Madonna lived next door
I think she took a shine to me
And the kids were all grown up
But I had to turn her down
'Cos I was still in love with you

I'm turning Madonna down
I'm calling it my best move
I'll get her tickets to what she needs

I remember doing nothing on the night Sinatra died
And the night Jeff Buckley died
And the night Kurt Cobain died
And the night John Lennon died
I remember I stayed up to watch the news with everyone
And that was a lot of nights
And that was a lot of lives
Who lost the tickets to what they need?

No lie. Everytime I listen to Joe or J,MB I get all reflective and you know...just blah? 

 

I've been at my parents house for the past couple of days, spending a lot of quality time with everybody, which I'm so excited to be doing and having a blast doing so.  However, I just know something is missing.  I found myself slipping into daydreams, wondering how things would be if I were still with a certain somebody, wondering how he would react to something my family just did or how we would pass the time together at my parent's house in between "events".  He knows I miss him, I think he misses me and yet things aren't progressing towards...anything?  Yuck. Anyways, he's off doing his thing and I'm sitting here doing mine. 

 

I hope you are having a good time and staying safe.  I miss you.  Tell your friends I said 'Hi'- I miss them too.