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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Thursday, April 22, 2004
oh the news today. sickening, all the reports of death and planned destruction. no i don't want to link to all of it, just read google news, it's all over the page.
what i remember though is last summer, knowing for positive sure that we were going to war against iraq. somehow, most people missed it - the media only carried smaller stories, many of my friends figured it was all bluster, that they were just frontin. not in the air force. we knew it was real. the reports are coming out now that planning was going on the whole time; they were readying for it long before they 'made their decision' whether in march or january. we were ready to go long long before.
i needed that time, though. i needed the time to gather myself, to find what strength i had to stand against it. if i hadn't known for sure we were going, i might not have gotten out, i might have coasted along.
i left the air force a year ago, just a few days from now. one year's worth of hair growth. hmm, i have a lot to think about. this was one of the happiest weeks of my life, a year ago. learning i was gonna be out on the 17th, getting out a week later. i remember standing up in front of the quaker meeting telling them i was due to get out. well, that's too much to go over right now. all that emotion is still inside of me, unsure what to do, where to go.
1:33 PM
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