A Room of One's Own

Not bad

I am currently emailing back and forth with my friend Mike. Drinking a glass of wine. Joni Mitchell is filling my house. This is not a bad way to spend your evening. As a matter of fact, it's marvelous.

Bricks and mortar

Bricks and mortar are easy. It's the standing out there completely unprotected that's hard. You're open to the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune. The bricks and mortar are solid. They're reliable. But, it's cowardice. And, it's no way to live your life.

Can't remember the last time

I did a Sunday blog. Sunday's have been pretty hectic. My former in-laws are in town and wanted to spend time today with my daughter. I thought it would be nice to join so I went along and spent a few hours with them. It was very nice for about a half an hour. I was there for three hours. So you can imagine...

I am bored as damn hell today. As a matter of fact, I am sitting at my work desk and contemplating cleaning my office. How sad is that?

A bit of silence in a loud room

Yesterday was a bad day. A very bad day. I'm trying to find and sustain the happy. It's hard. Punching through that wall at the other side of hell to get through it is an arduous task. But, I'm up to it. I'm plugging away at work again, with the iPod. I just got sidetracked by a song that I am now playing way louder than I'm sure my coworkers appreciate. It just spoke to me. I get it. It's from Dixie Chicks latest album, Taking the Long Way. Girls, I hear ya.

Everybody Knows

Tell me now if you came sneaking up behind
Would you know me and see behind the smile
I can change like colors on a wall
Hoping no one else will find what lies beneath it all
I think I hide it all so well

Stepping out, everyone can see my face
All the things I can't erase from my life
Everybody knows
Standing out so you won't forget my name
That's the way we play this game of life
Everybody knows

Looking through the crowd
I search for something else
But every time I turn around
I run into myself
Here I stand
Consumed with my surroundings
Just another day
Of everybody looking
I swore they'd never see me cry
You'll never see me cry

Stepping out, everyone can see my face
All the things I can't erase from my life
Everybody knows
Standing out so you won't forget my name
That's the way we play this game of life
Everybody knows

You say I'll pay the price
That's the chance that I'll take
Though you may think I'm telling lies
But I just call it getting by

Stepping out, everyone can see my face
All the things I can't erase from my life
Everybody knows

Standing out so you won't forget my name
That's the way we play this game of life
Everybody knows I am just barely getting by

Work groove

I came into work yesterday for a little bit to get caught up and to clear some crap off my desk. I brought int he iPod. I had a delightful moment sitting at my desk with my feet up, reading through paperwork and blaring Sting as loud as I could. It was not bad.

It made me realize that even though I got a cool little speaker hookup for my iPod for my office, I don't use it rarely enough. So I started off my morning having some coffee with a little more Sting. I forgot how much I love him. I'm now totally grooving to Harry Connick, Jr. I am incredibly productive and in a ridiculously good mood. I'm just wracking my brain trying to figure out what to listen to next. Any suggestions for good workday music?

Unfortunate circumstance

"You know how a year to a person is like seven years to a dog?"
"Is one of us supposed to be a DOG in this scenario?"
"Yes."
"Who is the dog?"
"You are."
"I am? I am the dog? I am the dog?"

Yes folks. I am the dog.

Life just gets like this.

I am shoveling food in my mouth faster than I could chew it. It occurred to me that I have not eaten since Sunday night. It is Tuesday afternoon. This is not good. I hate that I am that busy. I have also been without home interent for days and that is never pretty. I like my little internet.

I would also like to inform anyone that is reading this that I am really happy. This mood might be induced just slightly my the fact that I am wearing Ashley's Jimmy Choo's. I need to send them back this week and just wanted to feel their love one more time.

I like happy. Happy is good. I will elaborate some other time.