Push my buttons and you need to be prepared, simple. Poor guy never saw it coming. My guess is that the seat of his car was wet by the time all was said and done. I will say I spent the remainder of my drive home looking for a police convoy rapidly approaching in my rearview mirror...
So, I'm leaving the shop with my car (minus a heat shield... it was banging around so they tore it off. Cool with me.) and I happened to pull into a parking lot on the wrong side of a lamp post. Yes, I was wrong. Bad me. That must make me personally responsible for the impending downfall of all civilization known thus far. Anyway, both lanes on the sides of this lamp post are wide enough to allow four or five cars to comfortably drive side by side. My being on the wrong side for a nanosecond was truly not much of a consequence considering there were only a handful of cars in the entire area. Either way I was wrong. Fine. Motion me over, flip me off, mouth nasty words to me. However, do not swerve in front of me with your arms flailing about, then slam on your brakes, then hit the gas and do it again. No. This is not a good option. It sets things off in my brain that I can't control. I tried. I mouthed 'sorry, my fault' and made an attemt to move over immediately. The idiot keeps coming right toward me... mouth going a million miles a minute. *SNAP* I yank the steering wheel, partially cut him off and roll down my window. I'm practically climbing out in an attempt to strangle him while spouting expletives I didn't even know I had knowledge of. I managed to inform him that if he'd get his head out of his ass and stop playing games he'd see I had out of state licence plates and to get the fuck out of my ass, I said I was sorry.
Apparently whatever I said, or the maniacal gleam in my eye, got him to drop it. He rolled up his window rather quickly with a worried look and drove around me. Methinks the man lacked a cell phone or I would be in jail now. Can you blog in jail?
He just shouldn't have pushed my buttons. Simple.
Tuesday, February 28, 2006
Saturday, February 25, 2006
777 - Jackpot!
And so it goes... the tag has once again caught up to me via Luke. It includes the number '7' so I couldn't pass it up...
Seven dreams before death
Immediately I wondered if before meant 'prior to' or 'in front of'. Either way, how am I to know that they have not already been played out/realized/fulfilled or otherwise dreamt? I prefer not knowing the answer actually.
Seven things I can't do in this lifetime
Go back to the last one and rethink my choice of this one
Keep my mouth shut
Anything involving balance
Be happy for someone who is making a dumbass choice
Get in my car without putting the window down and the music up
Balance my checkbook
Turn back the clock to answer two letters from a dead person
Seven things that attract me
I'm going to take this as meaning the opposite sex. Otherwise I'd just have too much of a hard time... half the time, nothing attracts me, other times it's a damned free for all. Therefore, I've narrowed it to one topic.
Honesty
Respect
Sense of humor; preferably quirky
Intelligence; wow me with nerdy facts, baby
Eyes that reflect a smile
Hands; yes, I see them and imagine if I'd like what they'd look like on me ;)
Most importantly, the one unnamable thing that draws me like a moth to a flame. The fact that for some reason I cannot have you. That's usually the way in the end.
Seven things I say
Oh, piss
You jackass
What the fuck
Fits of giggling and laughter
I don't remember/I forget
Fabulous
Don't tempt me
Seven books I love
American Gods (Neil Gaiman)
A Prayer for Owen Meany (John Irving)
Interview With a Vampire (Anne Rice)
Inferno (Dante Alighieri)
Ishmael (Daniel Quinn)
Taber's Cyclopedic Medical Dictionary
A book that a certain friend will no doubt one day write
Seven movies that I've loved
Kill Me Later
Fargo
Very Bad Things
Edward Scissorhands
Bram Stoker's Dracula
Heartbreakers
Being John Malkovich
Seven tags
Since I've been taking my good old time with writing posts and checking everyone's blogs, I'll just say feel free to tag yourselves. With my luck I'll tag you and you've already done it. I'm smart like that lately.
So there you have it... the short version of me. =)
Seven dreams before death
Immediately I wondered if before meant 'prior to' or 'in front of'. Either way, how am I to know that they have not already been played out/realized/fulfilled or otherwise dreamt? I prefer not knowing the answer actually.
Seven things I can't do in this lifetime
Go back to the last one and rethink my choice of this one
Keep my mouth shut
Anything involving balance
Be happy for someone who is making a dumbass choice
Get in my car without putting the window down and the music up
Balance my checkbook
Turn back the clock to answer two letters from a dead person
Seven things that attract me
I'm going to take this as meaning the opposite sex. Otherwise I'd just have too much of a hard time... half the time, nothing attracts me, other times it's a damned free for all. Therefore, I've narrowed it to one topic.
Honesty
Respect
Sense of humor; preferably quirky
Intelligence; wow me with nerdy facts, baby
Eyes that reflect a smile
Hands; yes, I see them and imagine if I'd like what they'd look like on me ;)
Most importantly, the one unnamable thing that draws me like a moth to a flame. The fact that for some reason I cannot have you. That's usually the way in the end.
Seven things I say
Oh, piss
You jackass
What the fuck
Fits of giggling and laughter
I don't remember/I forget
Fabulous
Don't tempt me
Seven books I love
American Gods (Neil Gaiman)
A Prayer for Owen Meany (John Irving)
Interview With a Vampire (Anne Rice)
Inferno (Dante Alighieri)
Ishmael (Daniel Quinn)
Taber's Cyclopedic Medical Dictionary
A book that a certain friend will no doubt one day write
Seven movies that I've loved
Kill Me Later
Fargo
Very Bad Things
Edward Scissorhands
Bram Stoker's Dracula
Heartbreakers
Being John Malkovich
Seven tags
Since I've been taking my good old time with writing posts and checking everyone's blogs, I'll just say feel free to tag yourselves. With my luck I'll tag you and you've already done it. I'm smart like that lately.
So there you have it... the short version of me. =)
Tuesday, February 21, 2006
It's in the way that you use it
Or at least that's what Eric Clapton says.
He also goes on to say that it comes and it goes. What help is that? Although I myself have a knack for being vague, it frustrates me in this instance. I have no idea why that song flew into my head today, but it did. I think I'll just blame him for not having the answers I seek. Sounds reasonable.
Did you ever have the feeling that you are just off in the wings, waiting for life to start? I'm sure you have; I don't think it's an uncommon feeling. I'm not in a bad mood or anything, so I don't want to give that impression, I'm just full of questions. Why this? Why that? (And why is it still so damned cold?!) I'm going through the motions but really not feeling much. Honestly, I think that is my own doing. I've orchestrated it that way. Somehow I deemed it necessary to distance myself from things and I'm doing a damned good job. Now, I sit here and look around me and realize that there is nothing else; just me. And all my questions and uncertainties. Again, this is not necessarily bad. It might prompt me into actually doing something about it. To get involved. To feel something. Now I think I'm just forgetting how. Oh bother.
I may be going back to Ohio this weekend but most likely not for a good reason. The jury is still out on that one. Again, it will be great to visit, even briefly and under tense circumstances, but then it will make me question even more. I've not bonded with my job. I don't hate it but if I left today I wouldn't lose any sleep. That most likely comes from me distancing myself, so it's kind of like a self fulfilling prophecy, no? Being back in Ohio will probably make me want to move back. Not surprising. When I was in Ohio, I pined for Pennsylvania. Now that I am here, it's Ohio that holds temptation. Either I am looking through the rose colored glasses of idealism or I've forgotten how to simply live life. At least for the moment. The one thing about me is that I forget that the majority of life is what you make of it, not your physical location. Ok, barring war zones, etc. I do believe this but there are times that I get lapses in judgement and forget. Ohio holds no magic key, although the familiarity is comforting. Comforting, however, does not make a life worthwhile and whole. I'm just saying that the pull is there. My entire life I've moved back and forth between these two states so in my mind, returning to the previous location is always a possibility. You cannot erase 35 years of a pattern. If I would choose to return, my guess is that it wouldn't be long until I wanted to be back here. Yes, I know I'm rambling. No, I don't care. Often I can look back at my posts and see things a little differently and gain insight when I've just let it all flow out like this. Of course, other times I just think... what the fuck???
It's been a week and thus far, no one has tried to break into my car again. This is a good thing. I don't like people touching my stuff. If I offer, it's yours and then some. But don't touch it otherwise. I'd prefer not to booby trap my car (mainly because I'd forget and end up sabotaging myself upon entry) but the idea does hold a certain twisted humor for me. On both counts.
If you are in the mood for a good story to follow, may I suggest going here and reading from the beginning. We're on part 5 but just start at part 1 and enjoy... it will be well worth your time.
That's enough nonsense for today; you've all earned a break. =) Now go play nice. Or at least be creative...
He also goes on to say that it comes and it goes. What help is that? Although I myself have a knack for being vague, it frustrates me in this instance. I have no idea why that song flew into my head today, but it did. I think I'll just blame him for not having the answers I seek. Sounds reasonable.
Did you ever have the feeling that you are just off in the wings, waiting for life to start? I'm sure you have; I don't think it's an uncommon feeling. I'm not in a bad mood or anything, so I don't want to give that impression, I'm just full of questions. Why this? Why that? (And why is it still so damned cold?!) I'm going through the motions but really not feeling much. Honestly, I think that is my own doing. I've orchestrated it that way. Somehow I deemed it necessary to distance myself from things and I'm doing a damned good job. Now, I sit here and look around me and realize that there is nothing else; just me. And all my questions and uncertainties. Again, this is not necessarily bad. It might prompt me into actually doing something about it. To get involved. To feel something. Now I think I'm just forgetting how. Oh bother.
I may be going back to Ohio this weekend but most likely not for a good reason. The jury is still out on that one. Again, it will be great to visit, even briefly and under tense circumstances, but then it will make me question even more. I've not bonded with my job. I don't hate it but if I left today I wouldn't lose any sleep. That most likely comes from me distancing myself, so it's kind of like a self fulfilling prophecy, no? Being back in Ohio will probably make me want to move back. Not surprising. When I was in Ohio, I pined for Pennsylvania. Now that I am here, it's Ohio that holds temptation. Either I am looking through the rose colored glasses of idealism or I've forgotten how to simply live life. At least for the moment. The one thing about me is that I forget that the majority of life is what you make of it, not your physical location. Ok, barring war zones, etc. I do believe this but there are times that I get lapses in judgement and forget. Ohio holds no magic key, although the familiarity is comforting. Comforting, however, does not make a life worthwhile and whole. I'm just saying that the pull is there. My entire life I've moved back and forth between these two states so in my mind, returning to the previous location is always a possibility. You cannot erase 35 years of a pattern. If I would choose to return, my guess is that it wouldn't be long until I wanted to be back here. Yes, I know I'm rambling. No, I don't care. Often I can look back at my posts and see things a little differently and gain insight when I've just let it all flow out like this. Of course, other times I just think... what the fuck???
It's been a week and thus far, no one has tried to break into my car again. This is a good thing. I don't like people touching my stuff. If I offer, it's yours and then some. But don't touch it otherwise. I'd prefer not to booby trap my car (mainly because I'd forget and end up sabotaging myself upon entry) but the idea does hold a certain twisted humor for me. On both counts.
If you are in the mood for a good story to follow, may I suggest going here and reading from the beginning. We're on part 5 but just start at part 1 and enjoy... it will be well worth your time.
That's enough nonsense for today; you've all earned a break. =) Now go play nice. Or at least be creative...
Saturday, February 18, 2006
mama don't let your babies grow up to be crunk fools...
Gasp! Yes, it's me. It's been quite a while since I did a post and I figured I'd use this time to just hit the sounding board. Blogs are great for that. It's like thinking out loud. And, in my case, having a conversation (albeit initially one-sided) because you are new in a city and still have no friends. But that'll come in time, I'm not worried.
I'm living through the bronchitis sans antibiotics. Still not 'well' but much better than before. I've played this respiratory game before and know it takes a long time for me to get back to normal. And no wise-ass remarks on that 'normal' bit, you know what I mean. =)
Here's the update on my pharmacist, Jerry that was suspended; he got fired. Yep, one of my lifelines is gone. How nice. I think it was a shitty thing they did because it was not justified. He's no saint and yes, errors occurred, but it was in no way enough to can him. They didn't like him, period. I was really upset at first but I had this feeling that that would be the outcome. Part of me was accepting it before it was even final. In their minds though, I believe it was final from it's initiating point. We'll see what happens; it's hard to keep up. I can see that it's difficult to know who your friends and enemies are but thankfully, I have a good idea who is calling the shots. I know how to play the game, I've played it many times before. Sometimes I'm glad that I come off as silly; it makes it easier to hide the intelligence, the fact that I am following along alot closer than I am often given credit for - it's like they never see it coming from me and are often caught off guard. Yes, I've played that game, too. I like that one...
Communication has been very kind to me this past week. I've had some wonderful conversations with a far away friend that makes them seem not quite so far away. A day doesn't go by where I don't recognize how fortunate I am to have them in my life. This has been a tiring week and our conversations have been something that really helped me through. Along the same lines, a few weeks ago, I sort of shot up a flare during some confused rambling and someone out there heard it. Not only did they hear it, they acted upon it to a greater extent than I'd ever thought anyone would. I've yet to properly thank them but will tend to that straight away. The fact that they offered assistance to someone who is 'just a name' to them says so much about them. When I lose faith in humans, as has been happening alot lately, these are the kinds of people that remind me that all is not lost. Thank you.
Speaking of things not being lost... apparently I've remembered how to be an incurable flirt over the past week. Kind of a fun thing yet yielding no results... =) I didn't even realize it at first, but when I did, I was like... 'Oh cool, I still know how to do that'! There was one guy I struck up an innocent and brief conversation with (he was having car/battery trouble and was the next car away...) and managed to not flirt in the slightest. Know why? This is what I saw...
I'm living through the bronchitis sans antibiotics. Still not 'well' but much better than before. I've played this respiratory game before and know it takes a long time for me to get back to normal. And no wise-ass remarks on that 'normal' bit, you know what I mean. =)
Here's the update on my pharmacist, Jerry that was suspended; he got fired. Yep, one of my lifelines is gone. How nice. I think it was a shitty thing they did because it was not justified. He's no saint and yes, errors occurred, but it was in no way enough to can him. They didn't like him, period. I was really upset at first but I had this feeling that that would be the outcome. Part of me was accepting it before it was even final. In their minds though, I believe it was final from it's initiating point. We'll see what happens; it's hard to keep up. I can see that it's difficult to know who your friends and enemies are but thankfully, I have a good idea who is calling the shots. I know how to play the game, I've played it many times before. Sometimes I'm glad that I come off as silly; it makes it easier to hide the intelligence, the fact that I am following along alot closer than I am often given credit for - it's like they never see it coming from me and are often caught off guard. Yes, I've played that game, too. I like that one...
Communication has been very kind to me this past week. I've had some wonderful conversations with a far away friend that makes them seem not quite so far away. A day doesn't go by where I don't recognize how fortunate I am to have them in my life. This has been a tiring week and our conversations have been something that really helped me through. Along the same lines, a few weeks ago, I sort of shot up a flare during some confused rambling and someone out there heard it. Not only did they hear it, they acted upon it to a greater extent than I'd ever thought anyone would. I've yet to properly thank them but will tend to that straight away. The fact that they offered assistance to someone who is 'just a name' to them says so much about them. When I lose faith in humans, as has been happening alot lately, these are the kinds of people that remind me that all is not lost. Thank you.
Speaking of things not being lost... apparently I've remembered how to be an incurable flirt over the past week. Kind of a fun thing yet yielding no results... =) I didn't even realize it at first, but when I did, I was like... 'Oh cool, I still know how to do that'! There was one guy I struck up an innocent and brief conversation with (he was having car/battery trouble and was the next car away...) and managed to not flirt in the slightest. Know why? This is what I saw...
Perhaps if he'd spent his money on a new car battery as opposed to the crunk, he'd not have been in such a predicament. I'm pretty sure I didn't up and laugh when he grinned. Pretty sure...
Well, that's all for now, just an update before I'm off to bed. It's already after 4am so I'm looking forward to some decent sleep. Hopefully blogging will resume to a more frequent schedule this coming week. This has been a public service announcement...
Saturday, February 11, 2006
Born of the sea...
...blink, the sea is dead.
Falls out of me these sockets in my head;
Everyone's a captain baby, ship of fools-
Drowning while they're telling you it's been all right.
Don't you know they're lying when they're telling you it's been all right?
Even I tire of the gloom and doom and depressing nature of my thoughts lately; that's one of the reasons I've hesitated with posting. The second is that I have bronchitis and just haven't felt well. That being said, here we go...
After missing work for two days (in fairness to my lungs and respiratory system, it should have been more as I'm still sick) I returned to work to find that one of my pharmacists had been suspended about an hour before I got in. No warning, just suspended. I don't know if there are real grounds or just the fact that several people there don't like him (that's putting it mildly) and magnified things to put the spotlight on him. If he leaves this will kind of fuck with me. My two night pharmacists are the two I've come to bond with and the other has commented that he had another offer to consider. I mean, good for you if you have something better, honestly. At the moment I'm letting myself be selfish about it - this is my blog after all. My point of view. So, since I've taken this job, the faces are changing too rapidly. I would really miss either of them if they were to leave. Something tells me to stay on guard because this isn't the end of it. Lately, I have been thinking that I should contact my former director (the one that just left) and see if her offer still stands. I just don't think I should jump so soon; there is something in that idea that doesn't sit well with me. The way I was raised (well, the old world religious part of it) indicates that you are better if you suffer. Pay your dues and then some. Twice. Then offer more for good measure. Thank goodness that teaching didn't last long but part of it still remains to this day. Anyway, it's kind of sucking at work right now. My occasional bright point is seeing 'Joe' (aka Cute Boy) but that in turn sucks as well... damn that marriage certificate. Oh well, he's a friendly face - I'll take it. It's nice to have someone smile when the see you with no ulterior motive.
So then there's the bronchitis thing - I had this doctor's appointment all set up (for a simple prescription refill) before I got sick and have since learned that the doctor and both of his offices (yes, I had to go to both; and they are not close) are the definition of the word clusterfuck. What an experience. I don't think I'll be going back. Then, for the cherry on top, they screwed up my prescription and I have no antibiotics over the weekend, or at all for that matter. Actually, I'm not even going to get them filled. If worse comes to worst, it'll be cheaper to be admitted to the hospital as an employee than to fill that one prescription. Seriously.
Gee, other than that, let's see... my heating bill is almost half of my rent payment. Nice, eh? And I keep it very cool: on 62F when I'm out and 64/65F when I'm here. Layering is essential. Ok, I splurged; it was 66-68F when I was sick for a couple of days. I'd go back to considering Chez Camry but there have been some new noises there that I'm not quite happy with. Not that I'd be expecting much quality sleep though. Last night I was dreaming of being in a plane crash (not recommended), boats flying through the air overhead, and hiking a mountain up one side (here) and down the other (in France) ill prepared but holding my gear and managing to receive a small box delivered 'overnight' of two pair of socks from mom. En route. On the trail. But when I looked up I could see and identify my destination - Interlochen (Interlaken). Which isn't in France at all, it's in Switzerland. I've been there. Point is, it seemed like it was so far away but once I identified my destination, it seemed to make the trek worthwhile. All of it, even the plane crash. Is that telling me to find my own 'destination'? That perhaps once I do, all these things will fade off into the backdrop and just seem like tiny annoyances by then? Perhaps, but at this time it seems as if all these little things are conspiring to be the end of me; whether physical or mental. Come to think of it, a nice trip to Switzerland may be just what I need... or France, as that's where my brain put the mountain. Told you my brain wasn't reliable. Or it could be the cold medicine.
Think I'll go off and check a few blogs now. Lots to check as I haven't been snooping around in about a week. Hopefully over the weekend I'll catch up. Beer sounds good to accompany the blog reading...hmmm.... I like beer. I like blogs. I lead a simple, simple life...
Falls out of me these sockets in my head;
Everyone's a captain baby, ship of fools-
Drowning while they're telling you it's been all right.
Don't you know they're lying when they're telling you it's been all right?
Even I tire of the gloom and doom and depressing nature of my thoughts lately; that's one of the reasons I've hesitated with posting. The second is that I have bronchitis and just haven't felt well. That being said, here we go...
After missing work for two days (in fairness to my lungs and respiratory system, it should have been more as I'm still sick) I returned to work to find that one of my pharmacists had been suspended about an hour before I got in. No warning, just suspended. I don't know if there are real grounds or just the fact that several people there don't like him (that's putting it mildly) and magnified things to put the spotlight on him. If he leaves this will kind of fuck with me. My two night pharmacists are the two I've come to bond with and the other has commented that he had another offer to consider. I mean, good for you if you have something better, honestly. At the moment I'm letting myself be selfish about it - this is my blog after all. My point of view. So, since I've taken this job, the faces are changing too rapidly. I would really miss either of them if they were to leave. Something tells me to stay on guard because this isn't the end of it. Lately, I have been thinking that I should contact my former director (the one that just left) and see if her offer still stands. I just don't think I should jump so soon; there is something in that idea that doesn't sit well with me. The way I was raised (well, the old world religious part of it) indicates that you are better if you suffer. Pay your dues and then some. Twice. Then offer more for good measure. Thank goodness that teaching didn't last long but part of it still remains to this day. Anyway, it's kind of sucking at work right now. My occasional bright point is seeing 'Joe' (aka Cute Boy) but that in turn sucks as well... damn that marriage certificate. Oh well, he's a friendly face - I'll take it. It's nice to have someone smile when the see you with no ulterior motive.
So then there's the bronchitis thing - I had this doctor's appointment all set up (for a simple prescription refill) before I got sick and have since learned that the doctor and both of his offices (yes, I had to go to both; and they are not close) are the definition of the word clusterfuck. What an experience. I don't think I'll be going back. Then, for the cherry on top, they screwed up my prescription and I have no antibiotics over the weekend, or at all for that matter. Actually, I'm not even going to get them filled. If worse comes to worst, it'll be cheaper to be admitted to the hospital as an employee than to fill that one prescription. Seriously.
Gee, other than that, let's see... my heating bill is almost half of my rent payment. Nice, eh? And I keep it very cool: on 62F when I'm out and 64/65F when I'm here. Layering is essential. Ok, I splurged; it was 66-68F when I was sick for a couple of days. I'd go back to considering Chez Camry but there have been some new noises there that I'm not quite happy with. Not that I'd be expecting much quality sleep though. Last night I was dreaming of being in a plane crash (not recommended), boats flying through the air overhead, and hiking a mountain up one side (here) and down the other (in France) ill prepared but holding my gear and managing to receive a small box delivered 'overnight' of two pair of socks from mom. En route. On the trail. But when I looked up I could see and identify my destination - Interlochen (Interlaken). Which isn't in France at all, it's in Switzerland. I've been there. Point is, it seemed like it was so far away but once I identified my destination, it seemed to make the trek worthwhile. All of it, even the plane crash. Is that telling me to find my own 'destination'? That perhaps once I do, all these things will fade off into the backdrop and just seem like tiny annoyances by then? Perhaps, but at this time it seems as if all these little things are conspiring to be the end of me; whether physical or mental. Come to think of it, a nice trip to Switzerland may be just what I need... or France, as that's where my brain put the mountain. Told you my brain wasn't reliable. Or it could be the cold medicine.
Think I'll go off and check a few blogs now. Lots to check as I haven't been snooping around in about a week. Hopefully over the weekend I'll catch up. Beer sounds good to accompany the blog reading...hmmm.... I like beer. I like blogs. I lead a simple, simple life...
Sunday, February 05, 2006
Twisted Transistor
Within the last week I've been sick in three different manners; my system has been thrown for a loop from stress, most likely. I've had to explain to grown men at work how to piss IN the toilet... not ON it. I got the promotion. My coworker is skating on thin ice because of psychotic outbursts and serious antisocial behavior (impeding her work) and may not be there much longer if it continues. As I said to someone a few days back, this promo may be akin to being elevated to first mate on the Titanic. In addition, serious discussions are in the works about how much longer Benny will be among the living. When I imagine holding life and death in my hands, it is typically that of some human idiot, not a feline one. Additionally, I'm in the process of severing more ties and have nothing yet to replace them. Yay, emptiness and more time to brood. All of these things leave LiVEwiRe in a bit of a tense state of mind. In a way, it's good... it's putting up the buffer again. I'm swinging between being sweet natured with some and drilling the 'don't even think of fucking with me or I'll rip off your arm and beat you with it' look into others. This buffer is called self preservation. It has served me well in the past. Not associated, when I get my hair cut in a couple of weeks, it's going mostly black. There will still be red, but to be honest, if I had the money, I'd get extensions and have almost a red/black striped effect. No such luck; no funding. But it would work better for my headbanging. So, back to the point of this... self preservation. I'm getting a bit of an icy shell because I'm getting pissed at the idiocy I'm encountering everywhere; but it kind of numbs me to it to an extent...
Which brings me to something I wanted to link you to. I'm putting lyrics (of course) and noting the ones that seem to speak to me the most at this moment. I'm giving you a link to visit the band Korn's site.... GO TO IT! This is one of the most visually cunning sites I've seen in quite a while but you have to navigate the site to get it to move... so try it! If you are inclined to watch a funny video spoof, check out their video to this song... none of the 'real' band members are performing in it and it has a lovely cameo by Snoop Dogg. I laughed; alot. The audio for this song is on there as well - it's good to listen to it to put it in context and add a sense of feeling to the lyrics. This song is sort of how I'm being pushed to feel at the moment. Eh, give me another few days and it may change - you know how I am.
"Twisted Transistor"
(Korn)
Hey you, hey you, Devil's little sister
Listening to your Twisted Transistor
Hold it between your legs
Turn it up, turn it up
The wind is coming through
Can't get enough
A lonely life, where no one understands you
But don't give up, because the music do
Music do [x6]
Because the music do
And then it's reaching
Inside you forever preaching
Fuck you too
Your scream's a whisper
Hang on you
Twisted Transistor
Hey you, hey you, finally you get it
The world ain't fair, eat you if you let it
And as your tears fall on
Your breast, your dress
Vibrations coming through
You're in a mess
A lonely life, where no one understands you
But don't give up, because the music do
Music do [x6]
Because the music do
And then it's reaching
Inside you forever preaching
Fuck you too
Your scream's a whisper
Hang on you
Twisted Transistor
Music do [x4]
Hey you, hey you, this won't hurt a bit
This won't hurt a bit, this won't hurt
Says who? Says who?
Anesthetize this bitch
Anesthetize this bitch, anesthetize!
Just let me be
Between you and me don't fit
Because the music do
And then it's reaching
Inside you forever preaching
Fuck you too
Your scream's a whisper
Hang on you
Twisted Transistor
**
Ok, so go to the site... it's very cool. Even if you keep the sound off, it's worth the visit. Click around and see where it takes you.
Off to try to get some sleep now. Sleep should at least make me feel better physically as I can't get to a doctor until Friday. Yeah, good thing I'm not sick or anything. Other than that, all is well. Oh, and I just realized I've been blogging for a year... back to the start here.
Which brings me to something I wanted to link you to. I'm putting lyrics (of course) and noting the ones that seem to speak to me the most at this moment. I'm giving you a link to visit the band Korn's site.... GO TO IT! This is one of the most visually cunning sites I've seen in quite a while but you have to navigate the site to get it to move... so try it! If you are inclined to watch a funny video spoof, check out their video to this song... none of the 'real' band members are performing in it and it has a lovely cameo by Snoop Dogg. I laughed; alot. The audio for this song is on there as well - it's good to listen to it to put it in context and add a sense of feeling to the lyrics. This song is sort of how I'm being pushed to feel at the moment. Eh, give me another few days and it may change - you know how I am.
"Twisted Transistor"
(Korn)
Hey you, hey you, Devil's little sister
Listening to your Twisted Transistor
Hold it between your legs
Turn it up, turn it up
The wind is coming through
Can't get enough
A lonely life, where no one understands you
But don't give up, because the music do
Music do [x6]
Because the music do
And then it's reaching
Inside you forever preaching
Fuck you too
Your scream's a whisper
Hang on you
Twisted Transistor
Hey you, hey you, finally you get it
The world ain't fair, eat you if you let it
And as your tears fall on
Your breast, your dress
Vibrations coming through
You're in a mess
A lonely life, where no one understands you
But don't give up, because the music do
Music do [x6]
Because the music do
And then it's reaching
Inside you forever preaching
Fuck you too
Your scream's a whisper
Hang on you
Twisted Transistor
Music do [x4]
Hey you, hey you, this won't hurt a bit
This won't hurt a bit, this won't hurt
Says who? Says who?
Anesthetize this bitch
Anesthetize this bitch, anesthetize!
Just let me be
Between you and me don't fit
Because the music do
And then it's reaching
Inside you forever preaching
Fuck you too
Your scream's a whisper
Hang on you
Twisted Transistor
**
Ok, so go to the site... it's very cool. Even if you keep the sound off, it's worth the visit. Click around and see where it takes you.
Off to try to get some sleep now. Sleep should at least make me feel better physically as I can't get to a doctor until Friday. Yeah, good thing I'm not sick or anything. Other than that, all is well. Oh, and I just realized I've been blogging for a year... back to the start here.
Wednesday, February 01, 2006
And the weird beat goes on...
Because the fabulous Banzai Cat asked... I shall answer. (There is a good chance he, or anyone else, will never ask anything of me again after reading this...!)
The Rules: The first player of this game starts with the topic "five weird habits" and people who get tagged need to write an entry about their five weird habits as well as state this rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose the next five people to be tagged and link to their web journals. Don't forget to leave a comment in their blog or journal that says "You have been tagged" (assuming they take comments) and tell them to read yours.
This is of course assuming I have any weird habits... {ahem}...
1) I believe my fate can be told by holding my breath, not blinking, or spotting a red car. Example: While in traffic, if I can avoid blinking until the light turns green, I won't die that day, or succumb to leprosy, or have my ear fall off. Of course it's never anything good, but hey, it's worked so far...
2) When getting ready to go somewhere, I cannot get ready then sit around. I have no concept of time; therefore, I must do everything I can/need/want to, then (and only then) leave just enough time measured out for me to get ready before walking out the door. If I try to reverse the process I'm messed up for the entire day. This is frustrating to others and has made me perpetually late in the past. The habit remains but I'm better at being prompt.
3) Despite having several deadbolt locks on my doors, when I get out of the shower and dressed, I do a walk through of the house for signs that no one has gotten in while I was in there. I'm not sure what makes me think they are patiently waiting somewhere as opposed to coming to attack me while I'm in the shower.
4) I must always have a supply of spring water with me at all times, close at hand. Home, work, my car - you name it. Even if I am just going to the store, it's there beside me. If I forget it, I pull over at the nearest store and buy a bottle. I cannot fuction without it. I do not live in a desert, but I may as well because I'm convinced I need it. I've been like that for more years than I can recall. On the bright side, I'm well hydrated.
5) Unless I absolutely must, I never use my real name. Not even on my email account. I'm paranoid over the fact that people can find and identify me so easily and have an actual alias that I have used for years. When I can get away with it, I use it.
So there you have it... a few odd habits of yours truly. As if you needed any more ammunition to peg me as 'weird'. Now, as far as tagging.... I think I will.... Besides, Banzai says I have to! =)
And the (hopefully willing) winners are:
Jarvenpa - There must be some quirks in that beautiful writing!
Heidi - Certainly you saw this one coming...
Prisoner - Just because I'd love to get in your head.
Kitty - You knew I'd pick you!
Bean - Simply because you are a nut... =)
Well, thanks for playing... please leave some spare change in the tray as you exit to help fund my next therapy appointment...
The Rules: The first player of this game starts with the topic "five weird habits" and people who get tagged need to write an entry about their five weird habits as well as state this rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose the next five people to be tagged and link to their web journals. Don't forget to leave a comment in their blog or journal that says "You have been tagged" (assuming they take comments) and tell them to read yours.
This is of course assuming I have any weird habits... {ahem}...
1) I believe my fate can be told by holding my breath, not blinking, or spotting a red car. Example: While in traffic, if I can avoid blinking until the light turns green, I won't die that day, or succumb to leprosy, or have my ear fall off. Of course it's never anything good, but hey, it's worked so far...
2) When getting ready to go somewhere, I cannot get ready then sit around. I have no concept of time; therefore, I must do everything I can/need/want to, then (and only then) leave just enough time measured out for me to get ready before walking out the door. If I try to reverse the process I'm messed up for the entire day. This is frustrating to others and has made me perpetually late in the past. The habit remains but I'm better at being prompt.
3) Despite having several deadbolt locks on my doors, when I get out of the shower and dressed, I do a walk through of the house for signs that no one has gotten in while I was in there. I'm not sure what makes me think they are patiently waiting somewhere as opposed to coming to attack me while I'm in the shower.
4) I must always have a supply of spring water with me at all times, close at hand. Home, work, my car - you name it. Even if I am just going to the store, it's there beside me. If I forget it, I pull over at the nearest store and buy a bottle. I cannot fuction without it. I do not live in a desert, but I may as well because I'm convinced I need it. I've been like that for more years than I can recall. On the bright side, I'm well hydrated.
5) Unless I absolutely must, I never use my real name. Not even on my email account. I'm paranoid over the fact that people can find and identify me so easily and have an actual alias that I have used for years. When I can get away with it, I use it.
So there you have it... a few odd habits of yours truly. As if you needed any more ammunition to peg me as 'weird'. Now, as far as tagging.... I think I will.... Besides, Banzai says I have to! =)
And the (hopefully willing) winners are:
Jarvenpa - There must be some quirks in that beautiful writing!
Heidi - Certainly you saw this one coming...
Prisoner - Just because I'd love to get in your head.
Kitty - You knew I'd pick you!
Bean - Simply because you are a nut... =)
Well, thanks for playing... please leave some spare change in the tray as you exit to help fund my next therapy appointment...
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