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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Sunday, September 29, 2002
I like checking out other people's blogs. maybe because i just want to know more about other people's lives. maybe because i would like to make them my friends. i have realized that when i talk for ten minutes at a time, my mouth starts to get confused, and i cant' talk as well. in other words, i don't normally talk very much at all. i didn't realize how quiet i am. but usually, there's just nobody to talk to. is that bad, is that good? sometimes it's just fine, and what i would prefer. i go down my list of names in my cell phone, and i'm surprised at the number of people i really don't want to talk to, for a while. i don't know if i just don't make many friends, or if i just don't like people. i certainly don't have very many friends. but blog people seem to be instant friends! they're sharing all kinds of intimate details when they don't even know your name. i like seeing into people. maybe they will see into me, too. if i ever figure out what i'm doing.
10:01 PM
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