mercredi, janvier 10, 2007

why does the song go, "tell me sweet little lies?" lies ain't sweet at all!

Currently listening to: Yo La Tengo - "My Little Corner of the World"

"So, tell me: in an ideal world, what would you do with your major?"

I lied.
"Uh, well, I like teaching..."

In an ideal world, I would research the languages of Australian aboriginal tribes, and I would run a coffee shop on the side.
And by on the side, I mean both that it would serve as another means of support and that it would be on the oceanside. I would sing and play my mandolin at night and toward 2:31 a.m. I would extract my telescope from its case and skywatch until I fainted with satisfied exhaustion.

That's really what I would do with my major, in an ideal world.



Why did I lie? Because she works in the real world in a very real organization?
... really, why did I?

lundi, janvier 01, 2007

pretty good year/ no such thing as too much caffé

Currently listening to: Tori Amos - "Cars and Guitars"

we are not mercenaries
we are not mercen aries (we are not aries at all!)
we are not mer, and we do not cenaries (well, perhaps a few times a
year, and even then, we call it
cenar--all that grammar never taught)

neither are we mer ce naries (owa)
nor mer cen aries (because we are full of meaning)



we are women of strength
we are bearers of loads
and lifters of seas
and filters of ease
and jilters of grrrrrr
ise

mislike us not for our complexion,
the lighted liveries of a fulgent moon and a half!