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Saturday, May 10, 2008

Sat, 10 May 2008 00:06:17 GMT

everyone should read this poem

Wed, 30 Apr 2008 02:45:46 GMT

Wild Geese
by Mary Oliver

You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting —
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.

soundtrack to my life

Sun, 23 Mar 2008 15:40:50 GMT

Your Life: The Soundtrack
So, here's how it works:
Open your music player (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, etc).
Put it on shuffle.
Press play.
For every question type the song that's playing.
When you go to a new question press the next button.
Some songs fit perfectly.

Opening Credits:
"Prickly Thorn, But Sweetly Worn" - The White Stripes

Waking Up:
"Shh" - Frou Frou

Falling In Love:
"Love Ridden" - Fiona Apple

Fight Scene:
"Alameda" - Elliot Smith

Breaking Up:
"Turn of the Century" - Pete Yorn

Getting Back Together:
"I Turn My Camera On" - Spoon

Secret Love:
"London Rain" - Heather Nova

Lifes Okay:
"Holding Out for a Hero" - Frou Frou

Mental Breakdown:
"God Says Nothing Back" - The Wallflowers

Driving Flashback:
"On Your Side" - Pete Yorn

Partying:
"Honey Honey" - Feist

Happy Dance:
"Burning Love" - Elvis

Regretting:
"Why Don't We Do It In The Road" - Across the Universe Soundtrack

Final Battle:
"The Heinrich Maneuver" - Interpol

Death Scene:
"It's All Over Now, Baby Blue" - Bob Dylan

mices

Fri, 14 Mar 2008 18:09:41 GMT

One of our mice died this morning at like 5 am. Mike was doing a paper in Salisbury and his roommate's cat got his paw in their cage and clawed her in the tummy. I think Mike was trying to be kind by not telling me how bad it was. She would walk around the cage for a bit and then go and hide away in the log house. Then he said that she just laid down on her tummy and then on her side and at first she was breathing heavy but then it just slowed down and she passed away. I was crying pretty hard when I found out she got hurt. I knew she would eventually die but it's not fair that she had to suffer and be in pain. There was nothing that Mike could do for her, so I told him to just leave her alone in the cage so she could at least have her sister with her when she passed. She was the sweetest little girl. I can't help but feel contempt for the cat, but I do realize he was just acting on instinct. Some people would probably say that it's silly for me to cry over a mouse but Mike and I love them very much. They are like our children and we've had then since the beginning of our relationship and it took forever to pick out the perfect 2 and then it took even longer to name them. They're such beautiful and sweet little creatures. It's really just hard to know you can't do anything to stop her pain or to help her. And now her sister is alone and I can't help but wonder if she understands. The whole thing has really made me think about death, humans will to control, and suffering. Every time something bad happens or someone/something dies I can't help but question God. You would think that God wouldn't let the ones that he loves suffer so much. I don't think that I have ever really heard of something dying and not suffering through it. Anyway, just think about it.

Butterscotch Sundae
Rest in peace sweetheart.
We love you and miss you.

Monday, January 21, 2008

Mon, 21 Jan 2008 01:20:35 GMT

weird past few weeks... ups and downs. and I keep having dreams that I'm in Scrubs and Zach Braff is narrating my life.... good grief. I will write more about it later.

Out the door just in time
Head down the 405
Gotta meet the new boss by 8 a.m.
The phone rings in the car
The wife is workin' hard
She's running late tonight again

Well
I know what I've been told,
You got to work to feed the soul
But I can't do this all on my own
No, I know, I'm no Superman
I'm no Superman

You've got your love online
You think you're doing fine
But you're just plugged into the wall

And that deck of tarot cards
Won't get you very far
There ain't no hand to break your fall

Well
I know what I've been told
You gotta know just when to fold
But I can't do this all on my own
No, I know, I'm no Superman
I'm no Superman

That's right

You've crossed the finish line
Won the race but lost your mind
Was it worth it after all

I need you here with me
Cause love is all we need
Just take a hold of the hand that breaks the fall

Well I know what I've been told
Gotta break free to break the mold
But I can't do this all on my own
No I can't do this all on my own
I know that I'm no Superman
I'm no Superman
I'm no Superman

Someday we'll be together
I'm no Superman
Someday
Someday we'll be together
Someday
I'm no Superman

Friday, November 09, 2007

Fri, 09 Nov 2007 14:58:54 GMT

-I first heard this from Ric von Schmidt. He lives in Cambridge.
Ric is a blues guitarplayer. I met him one day on
The green pastures of the Harvard University. -

Baby let me follow you down, baby let me follow you down
Well I'll do anything in this godalmighty world
If you just let me follow you down.

Can I come home with you, baby can I come home with you ?
Yes I'll do anything in this godalmighty world
If you just let me come home with you.

Baby let me follow you down, baby let me follow you down
Well I'll do anything in this godalmighty world
If you just let me follow you down.

Yes I'll do anything in this godalmighty world
If you just let me follow you down.

oh tennessee what did you write?

Sat, 15 Sep 2007 15:28:41 GMT

19.

asofterworld

Mon, 27 Aug 2007 21:49:42 GMT

"Today I hope that my collection agents take a break from tirelessly trying to track me down, and I hope someone touches them on the elbow and says, "God you have lovely eyes." I hope they come home tonight and they don't even get in the door before someone is ripping their clothes off and fucking them crazy. I hope they fall asleep exhausted and empty and full of senseless optimism for the future. I hope this for you, too. I hope that you are out shopping and, without knowing why, you have to run to the bathroom and touch yourself. I hope that you finish with your brow sweaty and you are short of breath and I hope you are embarrassed but strangely proud of yourself. "

Monday, August 06, 2007

Mon, 06 Aug 2007 17:42:07 GMT

This is how it works
It feels a little worse
Than when we drove our hearse
Right through that screaming crowd
While laughing up a storm
Until we were just bone
Until it got so warm
That none of us could sleep
And all the styrofoam
Began to melt away
We tried to find some words
To aid in the decay
But none of them were home
Inside their catacomb
A million ancient bees
Began to sting our knees
While we were on our knees
Praying that disease
Would leave the ones we love
And never come again

On the radio
We heard November Rain
That solo's really long
But it's a pretty song
We listened to it twice
'Cause the DJ was asleep

This is how it works
You're young until you're not
You love until you don't
You try until you can't
You laugh until you cry
You cry until you laugh
And everyone must breathe
Until their dying breath

No, this is how it works
You peer inside yourself
You take the things you like
And try to love the things you took
And then you take that love you made
And stick it into some
Someone else's heart
Pumping someone else's blood
And walking arm in arm
You hope it don't get harmed
But even if it does
You'll just do it all again

And on the radio
You hear November Rain
That solo's awful long
But it's a good refrain
You listen to it twice
'Cause the DJ is asleep
On the radio
(oh oh oh)
On the radio
On the radio - uh oh
On the radio - uh oh
On the radio - uh oh
On the radio

Friday, August 03, 2007

Fri, 03 Aug 2007 16:47:27 GMT

When you look into a mirror
Do you like what's looking at you?
Now that you've seen your true reflections
What on earth are you gonna do?

Find some inspiration
It's down deep inside you
Amend your situation, yeah
Your whole life is ahead of you
Your whole life is ahead of you

Remember the time you hung out with the boys, now
Remember the things you used to say
I thought by now you'd be the president
But after all that was yesterday
But you've had time to go out in the world now
But you chose to run away
Well, people ask you what you're doing now
You don't even know what to say

Find some inspiration
It's down deep inside you
Amend your situation, yeah
Your whole life is ahead of you
Your whole life is ahead of you

Find some inspiration (yeah)
It's down deep inside you
Amend your situation, yeah
Your whole life is ahead of you
Your whole life is ahead of you

You think your life is like a movie
Where it all works out in the end
I think your life is like a desert
Where does it go, where does it begin?
When you look into a mirror
(When you look into a mirror)
Do you like what's looking at you?
(Do you like it?)
Now that you've seen your true reflection
What on earth are you gonna do?

Find some inspiration
It's down deep inside you
Amend your situation, yeah
Your whole life is ahead of you
Your whole life is ahead of you

Find some inspiration (yeah)
It's down deep inside you
Amend your situation, yeah
Your whole life is ahead of you
Your whole life is ahead of you

Find some inspiration
It's down deep inside you
Find some inspiration
It's down deep inside you
Find some inspiration (inspiration)
It's down deep inside you
Find some inspiration (inspiration)
It's down deep inside you
Find some inspiration
It's down deep inside you
Find some inspiration...
It's down deep inside of you.