Saturday, January 24, 2009

My Wonder Drug (2:30A.M.)

Just like a Pill

I'm lyin' here on the floor where you left me
I think I took too much
I'm crying here, what have you done?
I thought it would be fun

I can't stay on your life support, there's a
shortage in the switch,
I can't stay on your morphine, cuz its making me
itch
I said I tried to call the nurse again but shes
being a little bitch,
I think I'll get outta here, where I can

Run just as fast as I can
To the middle of nowhere
To the middle of my frustrated fears
And I swear you're just like a pill
Instead of makin' me better, you keep makin' me
ill
You keep makin' me ill

I haven't moved from the spot where you left me
This must be a bad trip
All of the other pills, they were different
Maybe I should get some help

I can't stay on your life support, there's a
shortage in the switch,
I can't stay on your morphine, cuz its making me
itch
I said I tried to call the nurse again but shes
being a little bitch,
I think I'll get outta here, where I can

Run just as fast as I can
To the middle of nowhere
To the middle of my frustrated fears
And I swear you're just like a pill
Instead of makin' me better, you keep makin' me
ill
You keep makin' me ill

Run just as fast as I can
To the middle of nowhere
To the middle of my frustrated fears
And I swear you're just like a pill
Instead of makin' me better, you keep makin' me
ill
You keep makin' me ill

I can't stay on your life support, there's a
shortage in the switch,
I can't stay on your morphine, cuz its making me
itch
I said I tried to call the nurse again but shes
being a little bitch,
I think I'll get outta here, where I can

Run just as fast as I can
To the middle of nowhere
To the middle of my frustrated fears
And I swear you're just like a pill
Instead of makin' me better, you keep makin' me
ill
You keep makin' me ill


This song completely rocks!

2 A.M.

Funhouse

I dance around this empty house
Tear us down, throw you out
Screaming down the halls
Spinning all around and now we fall

Pictures framing up the past
Your taunting smirk behind the glass
This museum full of ash
Once a tickle, now a rash

This used to be a Funhouse
But now it's full of evil clowns
It's time to start the countdown
I'm gonna burn it down, down, down
I'm gonna burn it down

9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, fun

Echoes knocking on locked doors
All the laughter from before
I'd rather live out on the street
Than in this haunted memory

I've called the movers, called the maids
We'll try to exorcise this place
Drag my mattress to the yard
Crumble, tumble house of cards

This used to be a Funhouse
But now it's full of evil clowns
It's time to start the countdown
I'm gonna burn it down, down, down

This used to be a Funhouse
But now it's full of evil clowns
It's time to start the countdown
I'm gonna burn it down, down, down
I'm gonna burn it down

9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, fun

I'm crawling through the doggy door
My key don't fit my life no more
I'll change the drapes, I'll break the plates
I'll find a new place, burn this fucker down

Do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Do, do, do, do, da, da, da, da

Do, do, do, do, do, do, do
(9, 8)
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do
(7, 6)
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do
(5, 4, 3)
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do
(2, 1)

This used to be a Funhouse
But now it's full of evil clowns
It's time to start the countdown
I'm gonna burn it down, down, down

This used to be a Funhouse
But now it's full of evil clowns
It's time to start the countdown
I'm gonna burn it down, down, down
I'm gonna burn it down

Friday, January 23, 2009

Where Do Dead DVD Players Go?

It's just about 1 A.M.and the thought of going to bed, on a night like tonight, troubles me. It's going to be one long day tomorrow. I just hope I can get through it without biting anyone head off but between trying to ration my calorie intake and sleep deprivation, I duno. It's not looking promising.

This is the last time I'm gonna talk about this but here it goes.

The other day, a week ago today to be exact I had a friend over cuz I'm tired of spending my Friday nights home alone. Not that S is chop liver. We always have a blast and I try not to think about the fact that our little date nights are going to come to an end next September. But bedtime is round 8ish which leaves... that leaves the rest of the night is what it leaves.

Anyways... rented a movie... "The Traveler" if I recall correctly... About half way through the movie the rest of the little people come home so I go to hit the pause button to tuck them into bed. I get a serious shock when I come in contact with it and I FRIED the DVD player! KFC style! It goes all wonko, half paused but still kinda playing slow mo and all messed up. Pushing stop is useless, as is the play button. I can't even turn the bloody thing off so I had to resort to pulling the plug on it. Now it still works, don't get me wrong, I'm not a complete freak. It's just rather selective now about whether or not it's going to open when instructed.

So yeah... that's that.

I have more, so much more... that I need to get off my "vest" as my little girl called it today.

Totally loving the song "Sober" by Pink and even with the volume cranked on max on my little computer speakers here, I simply can not get it loud enough to satisfy.

To satisfy: to fulfill the desires, expectations, needs, or demands of (a person, the mind, etc.); to give full contentment to.

I'm extremely tired now so forgive me if this stuff didn't make too much sense...

Friday, January 16, 2009

Duhhh!!!!!!!!

I once heard that we as human beings are the only "species" who when in search of healing return to the place where the wound originally occurred.

That's awfully stupid of us...

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

YOUR OK

So I don't think I reached my goal of 1.something posts a day or whatever it was. I actually don't think I came anywhere near that but such if life. It throws curve balls when it feels like it... without much a warning.

I was driving home this evening and I pulled up behind some car... don't know what kind of car cuz I'm a girl and I couldn't care less but it was blue... I know that much. And it had a rockin license plate. I'm usually not a fan of them cheezmo plates, the ones that say things like 4MYLOVE, FFFFFFF or ZOOMR... but this one for some reason made me smile and then laugh.. not like a LOL laugh but a silent inner laugh.

It said: YOUR-OK

I don't know why I laughed but I did and I really needed it...

Since we're on the topic of my drive home. I used to think it strange that when ever I drove or went for a walk at night, street lamps would just spontaneously turn off... like repeatedly, I don't mean once or twice, they would turn off, only to turn back on as I continued on. I decided to forget about it... and then there is a night like tonight.

Mind you it is a long ride going from west side to south side but never less, not one, not two, not three, not four lights, but FIVE stinken lights go out right over my head! FIVE LIGHTS!

There is me, trying to remain composed... thinking to myself:

"There is nothing out of the ordinary happening here... but if one more light goes then that's it!"

Not exactly sure what that "it" would be but whatever... and of course even if it had which it didn't I would have said ok, a seventh one and then that's it!

But no, there was no sixth lamp that died in my presence. But here is what did happen.

I pull up behind another vehicle who stops at the traffic light right by my bank there. He turn's right... I do another take of the light situation to see if it has changed... and...

What lights?
There all out!
Nothing! Nada!

I shake my head in disbelief, take a right turn and drive away..
I looked back and would it surprise you to hear that they were all back on as if nothing had ever occurred?