cha, girl

eh. such is life.
here i am home for a short break. my breaks pass like dreams; i sleep through them, i watch tv shows i've saved on my laptop for such a purpose, and i daydream. i need a job, a license, a car. it's sad i still don't have a license. but oh well, such is life. great words. it's so easy to pass the buck by blaming life....

be human...

steve sent me yoko kanno music, and this song really just made my day. of course, you can't get the fullness of it without the music, but this is an amazing song and you should listen to it. (IM me and i will send it to you)

i also saw bridge to terabithia today. a great book, and for once, a great movie. i loved it.

too much have we become robots, yoda says. maybe we should open our eyes and become human....



I analyze and I verify and I quantify enough
one hundred percentile
no errors, no miss
I synchronize and I specialize and I classify so much
don't worry 'bout dreaming
because I don't sleep
I wish I could at least 30 percent
maybe 50 for pleasure
then skip all the rest
if I only was more human
I would count every single second the rest of my life
if I just could be more human
I'd have so many little babies and maybe a wife
I'd roll around the mud
and have lots of fun
then when I was done
build bubblebath towers and swim in the tub
sand castles on the beach
frolic in the sea
get a broken knee
be scared of the dark and I'd sing out of key
cuss when I lost a fight
kiss and reunite
scratch a spider bite
be happy with wrinkles I got when I smiled
pet kittens til they purred
maybe keep a bird
always keep my word
I'd cry at sad movies
I'd laugh til it hurt
I'd buy a big bike
and ride by the lake
and I'd have lots of friends
and I'd stay out too late
if I could just be more human
I would see every little thing with a gleam in my eye
if only I was more human
I'd embrace every single feeling that came in my life
would I care and be forgiving?
would I be sentimental and would I feel loneliness?
would I doubt and have misgivings?
would I cause someone sorrow, too?
would I know what to do?
will I cry when it's all over?
when I die will I see heaven...

she's a super freak

britney spears, as i have said for many, many years, is crazy. all of you naysayers who didn't believe me, look, and watch in awe as the crazed pop...well, whatever she is...here you go.

oh and, this one is good too.

in other, and dare i say much more personal and interesting, news, i went to see Chess the musical tonight and it was just as great as i thought it would be. except for the lead female, she was pretty bad. but overall, i thought it was amazing. markuson was funny too. kudos, props, all that jazz.

did they tell you you would come undone, when you tried to touch the sun?

i am such a slacker. after the delightful three days off due to the valentine's day snowstorm, i still have accomplished nothing. not my papers, not studying, only movies and sleep and long nights playing online. that's okay though; i work better under pressure. however, it was a good valentine's day, a great week overall. i can't complain.

the firefox spell check tells me that 'okay' isn't correct; and that the suggestion is 'Tokay'. Tokay. i will remember that.

my favorite painting is by h.j. draper, entitled 'lament for icarus'. i have included it here. i'm sure mostly everyone is familiar with the story of the boy who flew too close to the sun and had his wings melt from the heat. i find a lot of meaning in this myth. it is one of my favorites. icarus was also warned to not fly near the water; the dampness would cause his wings to become too heavy. why did he choose to fly upwards, rather than down toward the sea? he had a short, wild flight that ended in his descent into the depths. he paid no heed to his father's warnings and fell into the water. i don't know why, i just happen to love this story.

it's the dark solitary time in the wee hours of the night that the best things happen, and the crazy comes out. tokay.

let's go somewhere wonderful

i'm not normally a "post every day" person but....

let's get a spirit guide and smoke peyote and go find our power animals in the desert. we'll choose a new name and it will be fantabulous. who is with me?


check out my friend's blogs:

STEVE
BIKA

grammys 2007: starring justin timberlake's nose

man. i just watched the grammys, and i was pretty disappointed. it brought up more than a few questions, such as: who even listens to the dixie chicks? who votes for this? why does the guy from the chili peppers look just like will ferrell? and what kind of pore cream does justin use?

however, the police? amazing. who doesn't love the police? and don henley is the man. it would have been nice is rascal flatts hadn't ruined hotel california. i think mary j blige's hair has magical properties, i don't trust it. and she was all over the place tonight. she must teleport or something.

why did i only see country music? don't they have their own awards show? i mean, third day, the flaming lips, and ok go all won, but you barely heard anything from them, if anything at all!

and what was with the "vote for this girl to sing with justin" thing? american ido--i mean, the grammys-- used to be above this.

anyway, i need to analyze what i just watched for media values and write a paper on it, so here goes. and i added a little picture i love, cause it's so cute.


picture thanks to jeff thomas at azuzephre.net

this is as good as it gets.

did you know that fireflies were associated with cigar smoking in mayan mythology?

thank you, lovely wikipedia.

this is going to be a short one, as it is my first blog here, and i don't want to overdo it. mainly i just have one thing to tell the public: there are two books you absolutely must read in order to be an adult of any reasonable intelligence. those books are: the phantom tollbooth, by norton juster, and the little prince, by antoine de saint-exupery. read those books. adore them. treasure them. they are superficially children's books, but underneath are the basic lessons of humanity. love it.

oh, and buy Firefly too. support joss whedon, because we love him.