words, words, words
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If I begin to detail myself here, will you understand?
P. I am me
Q. I don't always know exactly who that is
R. I am Quaker
S. I like words and playing with them
T. I like genmaicha tea
U. I like the word napkin more than most others
V. I spend time walking my neighborhood
W. I cook rice often
X. I sleep well most every night
Y. I eat large amounts of fruit and vegetables
Z. I munch, sleep, write, create, cook, bike, watch, walk, listen, hope, learn, drink, live, breathe, touch, know, question, taste, copy, read, stare, carry, talk, dance, finger, try.
raisin@gmail.com
albums:
Magnetic Fields: 69 Love Songs
Erasure: I Say, I Say, I Say
Depeche Mode: Black Celebration
The Beach Boys: Pet Sounds
Marvin Gaye: What's Going On?
David Bowie: Hunky Dory
George Michael: Listen without Prejudice
George Gershwin: Porgy and Bess
Yo La Tengo: And Then Nothing Turned Itself Inside Out
songs:
Wild is the Wind: Nina Simone
Come Undone: Duran Duran
Rhapsody on a Theme of Paganini: Rachmaninov
My Funny Valentine: Chet Baker
Feeling Yourself Disintegrate: The Flaming Lips
This Must Be the Place: The Talking Heads
Hyperballad: Bjork
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Monday, September 23, 2002
2002-08-13 - 7:49 a.m.
singing songs last night while a new friend played the piano, surprised i knew all of those old songs. All of me, Honeysuckle rose, Someone to Watch over me, It had to be you, and on and on. his piano was excellent, jazz all over the place, and i had a hard time keeping up. i knew the songs my way, not his way, and i don't adapt very well. but what fun we had cycling through the songs. i wish i wouldn't have had to go so quickly, but early comes the morning. early, always early. nevertheless, i woke up to his cd he gave me playing on my computer (what a better way to wake up, a computer slowly turning it's light on and soft music prodding me to wake up. nothing hurried or rushed or angry like an alarm. i will have to continue to use that method. mmm, but what do you do with a forty year old man who's romanced you? no, i don't prefer him to my boyfriend, and no i don't even want to sleep with him. but how's he going to feel about me? i hope just friendly, even though it almost seemed like i was the one making adances the first night we spent time together. maybe he's just a fun man, a lawyer of all things, who writes his own music. what do i do with all these men? nothing i suppose. just befriend them like you always have.
i really want to show some people my new pictures. justin said he would stop by tonight to come see them. and i'm sending two to emily. maybe frank will even stop by sometime. but otherwise, i dont' get enough visitors. will have to have a dinner party soon to correct that. i would enjoy having a few people over. wouldn't even mind having a little party at my place for ten or twenty people. could be nice, if i can get the right people to come by. i'm sure it's possible.
8:59 PM
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