Goddamn it. I've got this song stuck in my head, and it's all thanks to VH1 Classic.
Todd Rundgren-Hello It's Me
Hello, it's me
I've thought about us for a long, long time
Maybe I think too much but something's wrong
There's something here that doesn't last too long
Maybe I shouldn't think of you as mine
Seeing you
Or seeing anything as much as I do you
I take for granted that you're always there
I take for granted that you just don't care
Sometimes I can't help seeing all the way through
It's important to me
That you know you are free
'Cause I never want to make you change for me
Think of me
You know that I'd be with you if I could
I'll come around to see you once in a while
Or if I ever need a reason to smile
And spend the night if you think I should
It's important to me
That you know you are free
'Cause I never want to make you change for me
Think of me
You know that I'd be with you if I could
I'll come around to see you once in a while
Or if I ever need a reason to smile
And spend the night if you think I should
Think of me...
Think of me...
Think of me
I did enjoy the Virgin Suicides, even though it greatly disturbed me at the time I saw it.
Todd Rundgren-Hello It's Me
Hello, it's me
I've thought about us for a long, long time
Maybe I think too much but something's wrong
There's something here that doesn't last too long
Maybe I shouldn't think of you as mine
Seeing you
Or seeing anything as much as I do you
I take for granted that you're always there
I take for granted that you just don't care
Sometimes I can't help seeing all the way through
It's important to me
That you know you are free
'Cause I never want to make you change for me
Think of me
You know that I'd be with you if I could
I'll come around to see you once in a while
Or if I ever need a reason to smile
And spend the night if you think I should
It's important to me
That you know you are free
'Cause I never want to make you change for me
Think of me
You know that I'd be with you if I could
I'll come around to see you once in a while
Or if I ever need a reason to smile
And spend the night if you think I should
Think of me...
Think of me...
Think of me
I did enjoy the Virgin Suicides, even though it greatly disturbed me at the time I saw it.
Well ok.
I've got the day off tomorrow, and am going to cram as many things in as possible, and hopefully I will have a new job. Er, ANOTHER job, or something. In addition to the ones I've got. Part of me seriously contemplates joining the "real world", ie, the 8-5'ers, and even though it will be hard to adapt, it's not impossible...
Thank goodness for Lesa. She articulated what's been on my mind for awhile in her journal entry today. Fuck 'em all, the ones who don't get it. People=dumb.
Fortunately I know that quite a few people here on SG aren't just regular folk, hence why I keep coming back here and rambling, er, "participating" in the community. There isn't really anywhere else on the net I find that makes me feel as I do here. Something close to sanctuary in this fickle place called the net, and life in general.
I think I'm listening to one of the saddest songs right now, Roberta Flack's The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face:
The first time ever I saw your face
I thought the sun rose in your eyes
And the moon and the stars were the gifts you gave
To the dark and the end of the skies
The first time ever I kissed your mouth
I felt the earth move in my hand
Like the trembling heart of a captive bird
That was there at my command...my love
The first time ever I lay with you
And felt your heart so close to mine
And I knew our joy would fill the earth
And last 'til the end of time...my love
The first time ever I saw your face
Your face, your face, your face....
I've got the day off tomorrow, and am going to cram as many things in as possible, and hopefully I will have a new job. Er, ANOTHER job, or something. In addition to the ones I've got. Part of me seriously contemplates joining the "real world", ie, the 8-5'ers, and even though it will be hard to adapt, it's not impossible...
Thank goodness for Lesa. She articulated what's been on my mind for awhile in her journal entry today. Fuck 'em all, the ones who don't get it. People=dumb.
Fortunately I know that quite a few people here on SG aren't just regular folk, hence why I keep coming back here and rambling, er, "participating" in the community. There isn't really anywhere else on the net I find that makes me feel as I do here. Something close to sanctuary in this fickle place called the net, and life in general.
I think I'm listening to one of the saddest songs right now, Roberta Flack's The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face:
The first time ever I saw your face
I thought the sun rose in your eyes
And the moon and the stars were the gifts you gave
To the dark and the end of the skies
The first time ever I kissed your mouth
I felt the earth move in my hand
Like the trembling heart of a captive bird
That was there at my command...my love
The first time ever I lay with you
And felt your heart so close to mine
And I knew our joy would fill the earth
And last 'til the end of time...my love
The first time ever I saw your face
Your face, your face, your face....
I'm glad to be back on SG. I believe that today is my one-year anniversary in Minnesota, but I gotta check the date just to be sure. It was nearly 50 (!) degrees in my beautiful adopted city today. Amazing.
2000 miles away from all that I've known, and I'm amazed at how good I feel, given everything. I'm not planning on going back to LA, as I've got a lot of stuff to do here. Massive projects in the works, the first one being myself. I've let the past few months go by, feeling like a spectator in my own life, rather than a direct participant and unfortunately, hurting others in the process. But the worst wounds are always self-inflicted, no? About time I got off my sorry ass already.
Congratulations on the promotions and new acquisition, T.
Nice to see the camaraderie is still thriving here, and how beautiful the new girls are
2000 miles away from all that I've known, and I'm amazed at how good I feel, given everything. I'm not planning on going back to LA, as I've got a lot of stuff to do here. Massive projects in the works, the first one being myself. I've let the past few months go by, feeling like a spectator in my own life, rather than a direct participant and unfortunately, hurting others in the process. But the worst wounds are always self-inflicted, no? About time I got off my sorry ass already.
Congratulations on the promotions and new acquisition, T.
Nice to see the camaraderie is still thriving here, and how beautiful the new girls are
