There I go, there I go, there I go....wimping out again; Requium for a Beatle
Now...any self respecting grrl with an once of sense and gumption (yes people- I use this word, so sue me for being Southern) would, when faced with a very cute, very pretty boy, hit on him without fail, no matter the sitch.
I, however, am not this girl. I have never been this girl. In fact, I am really a mondo chicken when it comes to boys in general. People who know me would be surprised, but I am. I just play a very good front.
Tonight, while working, I met probably the most gorgeous goth/punk techno geek boi in the entire state. He had the sweetest voice. He had a pierced lip. He wore black liner and had what I call big anime eyes. And his hair was straight, shoulder length and shades of blue and black with some blonde here and there.
He was like a cross between Darren Hayes and Steve Jansen of Japan. (Yes- he was nice as all that.) All my fellow Japan/SG freaks will know what I mean by this. It was a lovely thing.
He was adorable as hell. And what do I do?
Apart from do my job......nothing.
Nada.
Zilch.
Yeah, I know already. I suck. Three of my co-workers threatened to tell him, and I in turn threatened to shorten their lives. So....here I am depressed because I am a wuss yet again.
Ah well....so much for an eventful Saturday at work. :)
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Today, as I was reminded by blueskywonder, the 26th anniversary of John Lennon's death. This is what I wrote in comment to her post:
I was nine when he died. I remember it clearly- that the news said 'John Lennon has been shot in New York.'
Because of my age, I didn't see him as a Beatle. I saw him only in the solo mold, and only from like 1978 on. My favorite songs in 1980 were 'Jealous Guy' and 'Just Like Starting Over'. All I knew was that the person who sang those sonngs for me was no longer here, and I was upset by that. Because I loved his voice on those, and I played them contstantly. It was probably my first real taste of someone I admired going away from me.
I remember thinking that 40 *was* old. At nine, it seems so far off. But being a few years closer to it myself, I know it really isn't at all. I feel like I am still getting into gear. And maybe he felt the same way too- that he was just getting into the next, better phase in his life. He was making new, good music. He might have done some more collaborations, possibly with Bowie again. Or maybe even some of my fave bands, such as Duran Duran or INXS. I know he was gone too soon.
Keep shining, John.
I suppose that is all I have to say on that. I have to work in a few hours, so I will be off to bed.
I, however, am not this girl. I have never been this girl. In fact, I am really a mondo chicken when it comes to boys in general. People who know me would be surprised, but I am. I just play a very good front.
Tonight, while working, I met probably the most gorgeous goth/punk techno geek boi in the entire state. He had the sweetest voice. He had a pierced lip. He wore black liner and had what I call big anime eyes. And his hair was straight, shoulder length and shades of blue and black with some blonde here and there.
He was like a cross between Darren Hayes and Steve Jansen of Japan. (Yes- he was nice as all that.) All my fellow Japan/SG freaks will know what I mean by this. It was a lovely thing.
He was adorable as hell. And what do I do?
Apart from do my job......nothing.
Nada.
Zilch.
Yeah, I know already. I suck. Three of my co-workers threatened to tell him, and I in turn threatened to shorten their lives. So....here I am depressed because I am a wuss yet again.
Ah well....so much for an eventful Saturday at work. :)
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Today, as I was reminded by blueskywonder, the 26th anniversary of John Lennon's death. This is what I wrote in comment to her post:
I was nine when he died. I remember it clearly- that the news said 'John Lennon has been shot in New York.'
Because of my age, I didn't see him as a Beatle. I saw him only in the solo mold, and only from like 1978 on. My favorite songs in 1980 were 'Jealous Guy' and 'Just Like Starting Over'. All I knew was that the person who sang those sonngs for me was no longer here, and I was upset by that. Because I loved his voice on those, and I played them contstantly. It was probably my first real taste of someone I admired going away from me.
I remember thinking that 40 *was* old. At nine, it seems so far off. But being a few years closer to it myself, I know it really isn't at all. I feel like I am still getting into gear. And maybe he felt the same way too- that he was just getting into the next, better phase in his life. He was making new, good music. He might have done some more collaborations, possibly with Bowie again. Or maybe even some of my fave bands, such as Duran Duran or INXS. I know he was gone too soon.
Keep shining, John.
I suppose that is all I have to say on that. I have to work in a few hours, so I will be off to bed.