Aug 13 - The rant continues randomly
Forgot about things while doing yoga with a couple of my boys today. The cobra took me out a bit, can't yelp around members. Damn.
Sometimes I wonder where I would have been if I had taken my first life choice as a marine biologist aboard a ship somewhere. Who I would and wouldn't have known, would I have been so insecure and worried about everything and everyone.
Brain chemistry: peeved
spe·cif·ic (sp
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k)adj.
1. Explicitly set forth; definite. See Synonyms at explicit.
Necessary when I ask you a question. It gets frustrating otherwise. Like saying "turn right in a bit" rather than "turn right after a mile," is really asking for trouble. I live for structure. Makes life easier, you know. Do I ask too much of people? Perhaps. But I'm a really good rules follower, so I like to have some. Like what time to get hold of folks for stuff and all. I'm busy too.
re·cip·ro·ca·tion (r
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r
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sh
n)
n.
1. An alternating back-and-forth movement.
2. The act or fact of reciprocating; interchange.
Should send this to all the people who need to get back to me on stuff.
I need to get back to exercising and keep myself out of trouble. Sonogram Saturday, I hope.
365 day Challenge Song of the Day:
Soul of the Sea (Heart)
Today you looked around to my heart's call
This tiny life ain't been strangled after all
Time, time, time, time
Never ask what's become of us
Just dedicate your sorrow
Here and now
To the soul of the sea
And me
Rushin' to me
You turned around to my song's call
You dreamer in the sand
Just lie there laughing til the fall
Kindest lover
I can't stay alone tonight
Bring me all your love
Here and now
Come rushin' to me
Wake up late
Without a smile
Telephone rings
You run like a child
On the street
Into the day
The people I meet
Have nothing to say
No smile
No sorrow
No laughter
No tomorrow
They talk hen to hen
They talk about their men
And practice all the tricks for them
Too soon nightime's coming on
Deep in the darkness feeling alone
No rain
No seed
No dreams
No silence
Far away today
Mama ocean hold me to you
Rock me on your waves
And tell me...
Is it all true?
Time, time, time, time
Never ask what's become of us
Dedicate your sorrow
Here and now
To the soul the sea and me
Sometimes I wonder where I would have been if I had taken my first life choice as a marine biologist aboard a ship somewhere. Who I would and wouldn't have known, would I have been so insecure and worried about everything and everyone.
Brain chemistry: peeved
spe·cif·ic (sp
-s
f
k)adj.
1. Explicitly set forth; definite. See Synonyms at explicit.
Necessary when I ask you a question. It gets frustrating otherwise. Like saying "turn right in a bit" rather than "turn right after a mile," is really asking for trouble. I live for structure. Makes life easier, you know. Do I ask too much of people? Perhaps. But I'm a really good rules follower, so I like to have some. Like what time to get hold of folks for stuff and all. I'm busy too.
re·cip·ro·ca·tion (r
-s
p
r
-k
sh
n)
n.
1. An alternating back-and-forth movement.
2. The act or fact of reciprocating; interchange.
Should send this to all the people who need to get back to me on stuff.
I need to get back to exercising and keep myself out of trouble. Sonogram Saturday, I hope.
365 day Challenge Song of the Day:
Soul of the Sea (Heart)
Today you looked around to my heart's call
This tiny life ain't been strangled after all
Time, time, time, time
Never ask what's become of us
Just dedicate your sorrow
Here and now
To the soul of the sea
And me
Rushin' to me
You turned around to my song's call
You dreamer in the sand
Just lie there laughing til the fall
Kindest lover
I can't stay alone tonight
Bring me all your love
Here and now
Come rushin' to me
Wake up late
Without a smile
Telephone rings
You run like a child
On the street
Into the day
The people I meet
Have nothing to say
No smile
No sorrow
No laughter
No tomorrow
They talk hen to hen
They talk about their men
And practice all the tricks for them
Too soon nightime's coming on
Deep in the darkness feeling alone
No rain
No seed
No dreams
No silence
Far away today
Mama ocean hold me to you
Rock me on your waves
And tell me...
Is it all true?
Time, time, time, time
Never ask what's become of us
Dedicate your sorrow
Here and now
To the soul the sea and me