Since the iPod cord in my car no longer works, I've been forced to go back to listening to CDs while I drive. This morning I threw in a mix I made a while back. There's no date on it so I don't know when this was, but man, I must have been feeling down when I put it together. All the songs are sad.
La Rocca - Some You Give Away
What ever happened
to the promises you made
Those little notions
of your breakthrough day
My one mistake was
in making some room
Leaving doors unlocked
that you pushed through
And taking too much time...
Damien Rice - The Blower's Daughter
And so it is
The shorter story
No love, no glory
No hero in her sky
Neko Case - I Wish I Was The Moon Tonight
Last night I dreamt I had forgotten my name
'Cause I had sold my soul but awoke just the same
I'm so lonely
I wish I was the moon tonight
Iron & Wine - Naked As We Came
Eyes wide open, naked as we came
One will spread our ashes 'round the yard
Rhett Miller - Fireflies
Never say
You'll never leave
Cuz you'll never know til you try
In a jar
fireflies
Only last for one night
The Thorns - No Blue Sky
Cloud and rain, smoke and smog here
Won't see too many stars tonight
Biding time, waitin’ on a sunset
One last glance of gold, then goodbye
And so on and so on. One wrist-slicing song after another.
I have to say, I really enjoyed it.
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Monday, December 22, 2008
We had a minor slow globe incident here this morning,
But on the bright side, my camera bag is now covered in glitter and looks FABULOUS!
I think I'll ask Santa for a Bedazzler this year.
I think I'll ask Santa for a Bedazzler this year.
Thursday, December 18, 2008
You want to know what my son said the other day?
He asked me if you could marry your sister. I wasn't sure where that came from but I had never been happier about him being an only child as I was at that moment. Turns out it stemmed from an episode of Ben 10, not some random obsession with incest.
Anyway, I answered his questions and maybe gave him a little too much information regarding having retarded children when you procreate with family members. But you know how it goes. Those conversations with kids get away from you somehow and at the end you're left wondering how it went so far and you have a strange feeling you will be receiving a call from Teacher the next day.
I wasn't going to make up some bullshit explanation, though, because I have always told him I will be honest with him. I think honesty is a very important trait to teach your kids. Honesty, a sense of responsibility, and the ability to laugh at yourself are three qualities that will help you tremendously throughout your life. At age seven, my son takes more responsibility for his actions than most adults I know. (I don't know that many people) We're almost there with the honesty part, and we're definitely still working on the ability to laugh at yourself. I can laugh at myself, and I usually have many reasons to do so. (I trip on things) If someone makes a smartass comment about me my first reaction is not
REVENGE.
MUST GET REVENGE.
It's "Good one, _____." Followed by a chuckle.
Unless it's not really that funny, in which case it's more like "Oh, poor _____. You really tried with that one but you just couldn't carry it home, could you?" Still followed by a chuckle, but the chuckle is directed towards myself because I think I'm funny.
Anyway, teach your kids to laugh at themselves. If you can't laugh at yourself you will constantly be trying to get the last word, to make your point, to one-up others. And who has time for all that?
Anyway, I answered his questions and maybe gave him a little too much information regarding having retarded children when you procreate with family members. But you know how it goes. Those conversations with kids get away from you somehow and at the end you're left wondering how it went so far and you have a strange feeling you will be receiving a call from Teacher the next day.
I wasn't going to make up some bullshit explanation, though, because I have always told him I will be honest with him. I think honesty is a very important trait to teach your kids. Honesty, a sense of responsibility, and the ability to laugh at yourself are three qualities that will help you tremendously throughout your life. At age seven, my son takes more responsibility for his actions than most adults I know. (I don't know that many people) We're almost there with the honesty part, and we're definitely still working on the ability to laugh at yourself. I can laugh at myself, and I usually have many reasons to do so. (I trip on things) If someone makes a smartass comment about me my first reaction is not
REVENGE.
MUST GET REVENGE.
It's "Good one, _____." Followed by a chuckle.
Unless it's not really that funny, in which case it's more like "Oh, poor _____. You really tried with that one but you just couldn't carry it home, could you?" Still followed by a chuckle, but the chuckle is directed towards myself because I think I'm funny.
Anyway, teach your kids to laugh at themselves. If you can't laugh at yourself you will constantly be trying to get the last word, to make your point, to one-up others. And who has time for all that?
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
I usually don't do this.
There's a girl at my dentist's office that I've never liked. But this morning she said I looked so cute, with emphasis on the so.
I guess I should give her another chance.
I guess I should give her another chance.
Friday, December 12, 2008
Train wrecks sell.
I was at the grocery store (Nob Hill, would you believe?) the other day and I noticed that Britney Spears was all over the magazine covers. With very contradictory stories, too. One said Britney is all cleaned up and doing great, and it made me really happy. Then another said Britney is screwing up her life. Oh, how my heart hurt with that news. One magazine said Britney lost a bunch of weight in a really healthy way and another said that she used some crash diet that screws you up. I don't know what to think. I don't know who to believe. It's all very confusing and I just don't know where to turn for the reassurance that I need.
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