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it's much too late for goodbye : Everytime I think I'm not a glutton for punshment I find a way to punish myself. Pot luck was great. I'd love to say I'm obsessing about the whole having no where to live in t minus 5 weeks, but I'm not sweating it at all. I got to look deep into the eyes of the Scott Speedman look alike and exchange smiles. I have a contagious smile and these days I'm bullet proof. Turns out I out geek the geeks at work. Go figure a girl who can't indent in HTML/CSS IS the BIGGEST NERD. Wow.
I get to feeling sometimes that I may be fooling myself, but the sunshine was there today. I was golden and basking in this feeling I can't explain. I was so Zen I trancended the endless harping of carpool guy on the ride home. I successfully tuned him out and wasn't even remotely bothered by his incessant blather about the governement, his good for nothing, useless g-f, any other oppinion he was trying to foist upon me.
Yea today was good and I had the admiration of the geeks. Queen geek and I didn't even have to ace my test to do it. Of course I don't want to be perfect anymore, I tried and I failed and I like being imperfect. I like people can't not smile at me tho my teeth are crooked and yellowed - I have a great smile. I had this song on my mind all day so I came home and played it til I couldn't enjoy it anymore. Covered In Rain - John Mayer. I was over at Lab Boy's and he was asking why people put up lists of music. I do it because I do it. I love music, some songs make up my current soundtrack, inner and outer - to such an extent that understanding my world isn't complete unless you have the songs there too. The words, the music, tha cadence and, sometimes the pieces that loop - are the binding parts of the days as they go by.
I put up a crative commons licence. Not because I think anyone is/would/will rip me off. I am, however - big on protecting my poetry. It's the one consistent thing I've had in my life. I've always written and if I try really hard I can churn out an interesting enough short story in a few weeks. I can pump out endless lines of poetry at the drop of a hat, about anything. It has never failed me. Prose often leaves me high and dry every chance it gets. I swear Prose is the prodigal son no mother ever wants to have and when it does to come to visit I don't always have the ability to spend time with it. For shame I know.
Music inspires me and lifts my spirit. Writing is more about letting things go. It's exorcising the demons by committing them to print. It's funny when people who don't know I write, tell me I look good with a pen and paper in my hand. I think it's funny that people expected me to become a great writer when I was in high school and all I was writing was essays and reports for assignments. How does that show I have any talent other than following instructions and regurgitating facts? I never could figure it out.
Music and writing go hand in hand for me. I wrote better with music. I think in a way the two free different aspects of my psyche to expression. I've often wished I was ableto read/wrire/play music or find someone who would be willing to collaborate with me on a song. I've been told I have a good voice, I have no singing aspirations but it'd be fun to write a song. It's one of those things I'm gonna do before I die. There's a list in there somewhere and eventually you'll see it. I love to share and write lists.
Your Birthdate: January 18
Your birthday on the 18th day of the month suggests than you are one who can work well with a group, but still remain someone who needs to maintain individual identity.
There is a humanistic or philanthropic approach to business circumstances in which you find yourself.
You may have good executive abilities, as you are very much the organizer and administrator.
You are broad-minded, tolerant and generous; a compassionate person that can inspire others with imaginative ideas.
Some of your feelings may be expressed, but even more of them are apt to be repressed.
There is a lot of drama in your personality and in the way you express yourself to others.
Oddly enough, you don't expect as much in return as you give.
Since I can I'll remind you that I have a guest map now so leave a blip please.
Keep blogging. ghost writer Ambrrrr at 7:29 PM
Tristan Roy blue eyes,
blue eyes, crooked teeth, intellectual, goofball, slacker, socialist.