Wednesday, March 15, 2006
pressure cooker time, sunshine
so i hear that one celeb went head over heels down the hill yelling that it was the best time he'd ever had. wish i'd been there. they're discussing the artsy-fartsy crowd, as usual.
oh siegfried, in case you're wondering, yeah, i broke my capitals tripping over my cat last night. lame, i know, but she dashes prettily in front of me with a happy "prrrt?" and sends me cursing and wobbling out of the danger zone. i swear she enjoys it.
my to-do list is sinfully long, and a lot is emails. email p.j. to confirm work this summer. i can't believe some of my schoolmates only get five bucks an hour or less. well, i suppose i should be grateful. email bill about investing. i know he's a busy lawyer and all that, but come on - i'm pulling the freakin' strings of friendship! what's his issue? he can't have clients 24/7. after all, carol doesn't and she's an even busier lawyer. but she's got another whole job she's taking care of, even though she refuses to take her paychecks. martyr. email joe back. he must think he really scared me off, poor bloke. email carolin - or even better, snail mail her. auf deutsch, natürlich. ich habe nicht es alle vergessen. doch, ich habe nicht es alle geweißt. sie mußt denken dass ich ihr hab' wirklich vergessen. armes carolin - ich liebe dich noch! ach, mein deutsch ist so schlimm. ich habe getraümt, letzte nacht, dass ich hat gesprecht zu ein mädchen. sie wäre verloren, und sehr traurig. wow, i need to stop with the german. it just keeps getting worse, and i'm too lazy to even go pop "gesprecht" into a translator and see if it's a real word.
so the magic carpet yet remains under my feet. today, the ides, is the day of lest. friend joseph and myself have decided it. we shall not speak of it too much, lest we overuse it and lose the beautiful meaning. ach/oy/arrgh/eep.
i also have to ask mark if he'll look at voitures avec moi, and other things. i wonder if he spends more time with his dog than his wife, that non-uxorious man. after being transparently bombarded with the dancing wu li masters, read by thingy, for a few days now, i realised that they're exactly what PoM is all about right now. the M.F. turned off her tape this morning and said "so what is a bloody standing wave, anyway?" and i think i drilled it okay.
i've been listening to jesse talk about richie and vinnie, and i think that boy knows more than he's telling me. i'd been ignoring him, thinking "mother knows best" and all that, but the fact of the matter is, sid's death has put me on the prowl. i don't trust mother any more, not explicitly. i totally didn't predict that the cops would kill him. poor sid. poor diesel. i haven't even told all the guys about it yet. i've been putting on a brave facade (too lazy to type cedille, but not too lazy to type this explanation), but it's weakening. i practically sanctioned myself last night for a change, taking sleep up the eyes over the melting pisces fish on my wall for a break until it all seemed to dissolve, and i ended up getting too much sleep and mad at myself for it. and tonight there's rehearsal, and i'll have to sing. and i was the only person singing soprano, alto and tenor yesterday. and that just can't be right. so i can't leave, so miss unpleasant will just have to deal. that's all right, that's all right mama, that's all right with me. i feel sorry for her sowieso. her, and dan 1, and pretty much nobody else. they can all go soak their melodic heads, and practice pragmatics till the cows come home.
that's a good point! the kids at eagle hill! the ones with the so-called problems! the ones who've suffered like hell at the hands of the american school system! they're not half as disturbed, spoiled, and egotistical as the kids at this school. i almost wish i had a learning disability, just so i could go there instead of here. but then again, i probably couldn't stand the level of control anywhere except pvpa. it's getting almost too close for comfort as it is. i'm glad this is my last year. cameras, i'm telling you... arbeit macht frei and all that.
cheerio mates, and ted, if you haven't got what i want yet, you're going down in the flood, man. just warning you. tomorrow.
Posted at 11:00 am by Shalissa
Thursday, January 26, 2006
It's a fun idea, but they need money (don't worry, it's free to participate). Even if you can't donate, let people know about it or join up to write 14 songs in 28 days!
February Album Writing month
Posted at 12:08 pm by Shalissa
Thursday, December 01, 2005
the truth is
we live in a beautiful country
burning with fever
and bright in terrible innocence
we shake our heads
in the clouds of static
and try to make sense
of our own ignorance
but not a soul
reaches out a hand
to this flotilla of drowning men
we must be stopped
before we sink
we must be stopped
before we swim
Posted at 12:33 pm by Shalissa
Monday, November 21, 2005
____ is my new ob-ses-sion.
1. So so beautiful.
2. Gorgeous singing voice.
3. Amazing actress.
It's that simple. I'm in love.
Posted at 09:16 pm by Shalissa
Thursday, November 10, 2005
pumpkins jumping. my life gets weirder every day.
Posted at 08:18 am by Shalissa
Thursday, November 03, 2005
The truth is, BD is so much cooler than LJ. I'm just addicted to LJ because I'm a ham and like responses and comments. They make me happy. But I've finally reached that time in my life, the time of foam brains, when I realise how lame LJ is and how BD has always been here for me, never been done, always been faithful...I find a plastic tear in my eye just thinking about it. Good old BlogDrive.
Looks like what drives me crazy
Don't have no effect on you
But I'm going to keep on doing it
Till it drives you crazy too.
Yes, the Citgo triangle is actually three-dimensional. If you glance sideways at the last moment as you're passing it, you see it shyly sticking its belly out.
Posted at 10:02 am by Shalissa
Wednesday, November 02, 2005
and the cat came back the very next day
Everybody I know is related to me somehow. Everyone knows they're related to me, somehow. It's kind of reassuring. It's good to know I'm never far away from my family. Though it's also kind of claustrophobic.
I insist on being active. I am going to go research French philosophes of the 18th and 19th centuries.
Posted at 09:32 am by Shalissa
Tuesday, November 01, 2005
ALL RIGHTS REVERSED - YOU FIGGER IT OUT.
ALL RIGHTS REVISED - YOU FINGER IT OUT.
ALL RIGHTS SUBSIDED - YOU'LL FIND OUT.
ALL WALLS RE-SIDED - YOU BETTER WATCH OUT.
ALL CONVERSATIONS ONE-SIDED - GET OUT.
ALL CONVERSIONS BELIEVED - JOIN US.
ALL PERVERSIONS TOLERATED - SO WHAT?
NEW VERSIONS RELEASED - BUY NOW!
ALL FRESH BEEF - DON'T HAVE A COW!
TURN OVER A NEW LEAF - RIGHT NOW.
RIGHT TURNS ONLY - NO EXCEPTIONS.
REAL PEOPLE ONLY - NO PERFECTION.
SQUANTUM WANT 'UM? - PREDILECTION.
ALL FRIGHTS DIVIDED - WOULDN'T YOU KNOW?
ALL SIGHTS UNSEEN - WHAT A SHOW.
ALL YEAR 'ROUND - HO HO HO.
HAVE A DRINK ON ME - AND ONE FOR THE ROAD.
THREE TO GET READY - NOW GO, CAT, GO!
WELL, WELL, WELL - WHAT DO YOU KNOW?
WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING, YOUNG MAN?
PULL OVER - LET'S SEE YOUR LICENSE.
HANDS UP - LET'S SEE YOUR GUN.
COME ON, BOYS - NOW, DON'T BE SHY.
JUMP ON IN AND JOIN THE FUN!
WOULDN'T YOU KNOW - IT WOULD BE JOE.
I GUESS THAT WAS HIS TIME TO GO.
EVERYBODY LIKED THE GUY.
EVERYONE BEGAN TO CRY.
A FRESH START CAN DO WONDERS FOR YOU.
BUT THERE'S NOTHING LIKE MOM'S APPLE PIE.
ESPECIALLY FOR ORPHAN ANNIE.
AND NOW - PLEASE STAY TUNED
FOR A WORD FROM OUR SPONSOR.
"HELP! HELP! THEY'RE COMMIES! DON'T LET THEM--"
THANK YOU. NOW, BACK TO OUR SLOGANS.
ALL SUMS DIVISIBLE - MANY HEADS SCRATCHED.
CARRY THE ONE - TO GET THIRTY.
ALL SUBORDINATES PROMOTED - PARTY TIME!
ALL EMPLOYEES LAID OFF - EX-WAGE SLAVES.
EVERYONE'S DOWNSIZING - CAUGHT IN THE ACT.
LET HIMSELF GO - AFTER THE FACT.
WHO'LL RUN THE COMPANY NOW?
MAYBE UNCLE MARK FROM COMMUNIST RUSSIA.
I ALWAYS THOUGHT HE WAS KINDA WEIRD.
HE LOOKED LIKE ABE LINCOLN WHEN HE GREW THAT BEARD.
BUT HE SURE WASN'T HONEST - NO SIR-REE!
HE HAD A NOSE LIKE PINOCCHIO'S ON HIM.
MAYBE HE USED IT FOR SMUG-DRUGGLING.
AND NOW FOR A WORD FROM BOB DYLAN:
HE LOVES YOUR TREMBLING WILBURY
HE LOVES YOUR FUEL INJECTION
HE LOVES YOUR PARTS AND SERVICES
HE LOVES YOUR BIG REFRIGERATOR
HE LOVES YOUR POWER STEERING
YOU DON'T NEED NO WAX JOB
YOU'RE SMOOTH ENOUGH FOR ME
IF YOU NEED YOUR OIL CHANGED
I'LL DO IT FOR YOU - FREE.
HE LOVES YOUR ELECTRIC DUMPLING
HE LOVES YOUR RED BELL PEPPERS
HE LOVES YOUR BOTTLED WATER
HE LOVES YOUR DILL CUCUMBER
HE LOVES YOUR LITTLE BLACK BOOK
HE LOVES YOUR TALL GALOSHES
HE LOVES YOUR WEEPING WILLOW
HE LOVES YOUR BLUE TOMATO
YES, HE LOVES ALL THESE - BUT MOST OF ALL
HE LOVES YOUR WEIRD LAGNIAPPES.
NOW THAT'S FINALLY OVER AND DONE WITH
(HE CERTAINLY IS LONG-WINDED)
LET'S RAISE A GLASS TO THE GOOD TIMES PAST
THEN LET'S TEAR THIS DAMN PLACE DOWN!
I WISH I WAS AN IVORY TURTLE
I WISH I WAS A MOLE IN THE GROUND
UNDER A BLOOD RED SKY
UNDER A RED SKY
I AM MY MOTHER'S DAUGHTER
MY NAME IS NEON SKY
WHAT HAPPENED AT THE REST STOP?
I DON'T THINK HE'S GOING TO TELL US
AT NIGHT I LAY ALONE IN MY BED
WITH AN IMAGE OF YOU GOIN' ROUND IN MY HEAD.
MY FAMILY REUNION IS FINNO-UGRIC
FISHIE, FISHIE IN THE BROOK
MEET THE FISH WHO WROTE A BOOK
A WOMAN WITHOUT A MAN IS LIKE
A FISH WITHOUT A BICYCLE
WALTZING AROUND THE ROOM TONIGHT
IN SOMEONE ELSE'S CLOTHES
YOU'RE ALWAYS COMING OUT OF THINGS
SMELLING LIKE A ROSE
WHERE YOU GONNA HIDE IT?
MAYBE OUT IN SPACE...
TELL ME ABOUT IT - LET'S SORT THIS OUT
CLOSE THE CASE - WITHOUT A DOUBT
I SAY, TODD - LET'S CHANGE THE ROUTE
WHEN IN ROME, EAT SAUERKRAUT
WHEN IN BERLIN - PROFESS YOUR LOVE FOR CATS
I STILL LOVE YOU
BUT WATCH YOUR HEAD IN THE DOOR
THIS IS HOW YOU KILL THE LEAD SINGER.
TAKE A BREATH - CLOSE YOUR EYES.
THIS WON'T COME AS A SURPRISE.
CLOSE YOUR MOUTH - TRAP THE LIES.
A WATCHED POT NEVER CRIES.
A CAGED BIRD NEVER FLIES.
A DISENCOURAGED LAD NEVER TRIES.
A COUNTRY ROAD LEADS EVERYWHERE.
A LEASH AND COLLAR CAN WORK WONDERS
YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN?
THAT'S ALL RIGHT MAMA
THAT'S ALL RIGHT, THAT'S OKAY
I KNEW I WAS SOMETHING
I JUST FOUND OUT WHAT
I AM THE NEW BLACK
YOU ARE THE NEW PINK
BACK TO BASICS
ALL STEREOTYPES QUESTIONED - WHAT A DRAG
ALL MEN RE-ORIENTED - WOMEN DIE OUT
ALL WORDS ORIENTAL - NOW ASIAN-AMERICAN
ALL SINGER-SONGWRITERS - PAID MINIMUM WAGE
AMERICAN PRAESIDENTEN - HAVE SLAVES
ROCK 'N' ROLL WILL NEVER BE ABOLISHED
COUNTRY MUSICIANS WON'T ALLOW IT
TAKE YOUR NOURISHMENT
TAKE MY MEDICINE FOR ME, TOO
TAKE CARE IN THE ELEVATOR
'CAUSE I LIVE IN THE ELEVATOR
TAKE ANOTHER SERVING OF ME
TAKE A DEEP BREATH
Posted at 11:40 am by Shalissa
Monday, September 05, 2005
I will now be referred to as Roastbeef 9. Thank you very much.
Posted at 02:28 pm by Shalissa
Wednesday, August 03, 2005
It's disturbing...when you try to make a comprehensive list of your blogs...and you discover...that there are many you remember...and even more...that you can't recall...for the life of you. I've got sixteen...and I just *know* there are more....but where?
Posted at 11:32 am by Shalissa