fallfromgrace

Female Co-worker to me, during a lunch rush:

"Man, I have cramps really bad right now".

Me, not paying attention, still in joke with the customer mode:

"Well, that Bloodly Sucks."

Her: "gross!"

as she runs off to make a latte.

Didn't dawn on me until a few seconds later that when a woman says she's got cramps, They are usually menstrual in nature.

Why hello Mr. Foot! Want to have a new home in my mouth? Why Certainly!

I like spending my morning sitting in front of the computer and writing my journal for the day. It kind of wakes my mind up, let's me get a little focused and a little awake before I have to walk to work.

I got to spend a fair amount of time with Rowan and Mr_Sadface yesterday. They showed me Garden State which was a lot of fun. Those two are awesome.

Anyways, to recap, my Cell is busted, my replacement is two weeks away from now, and I don't have a loaner phone. I'm taking to leaving my computer running during the day, so if you know how to reach me through those magical messaging services that make our lives so much more fun, you can do that if you need to. I'm waiting to hear back from a certain someone on shipping costs for a suitcase.

SGSeattle needs to get off it's collective ass and do more stuff. That's just my personal opinion. I'm looking forward to the next event, sure, but... we need more. and more people.

I just got The Shins Chutes too Narrow. awesome stuff. I've been exposed to more bands and more music since I've moved than I have in years. But I'm a greedy glutton. I need more.

I'm not going to bother making my bed today, because when I get home I'm changing the sheets.

Anyways, I think that's about enough for today. It's funny, I have all these great ideas for what to write, but If I were to write them down beforehand and then just transfer them to my journal in the morning, I'd probably not get nearly as much "waking up" out of writing.

Kissing the Lipless
The Shins

Called to see
If your back
was still aligned
And your sheets
Were growing grass
All on the corners of your bed

But you've got too much to wear
On your sleeves
That has too much to do with me
And secretly
I want to bury in the yard
The grey remains of a friendship scarred

You told us of your new life there
you got someone comin' around
Gluing tinsel to your crown
He's got you talking pretty loud

You berate remember
Your ailing heart and your criminal eyes
You say you're still in love
If it's true, what can be done?
It's hard to leave all these moments behind

Called to see
If your back
Was still aligned
And your sheets
Were growing grass
All on the corners of your bed

But you've got too much to wear
On your sleeves
That has too much to do with me
And secretly
I want to bury in the yard
The grey remains of a friendship scarred

You tested your mettle
On doe skin and petals
While kissing the lipless
Who bleed all the sweetness away