my first verses Thursday post
This song has been floating around my subconscious for months now. Thought I'd share:
Toxic Girl, by Kings of Convenience
In the sky the birds are pulling rain,
in your life a curse has got a name,
makes you lie awake all through the night
that's why.
She's intoxicated by herself,
everyday she's seen with someone else,
and every night she kisses someone new
never you.
You're waiting in the shadows for a chance,
'cause you believe at heart, that if you can,
show to her what love is all about,
she'll change.
She'll talk to you with no one else around,
but only if you're able to entertain her,
the moment conversation stops she's gone,
again.
I can tell it's going to be one of those days. Phone won't stop ringing. People keep calling me to get me to tell other people how to do their jobs, instead of just telling those people directly; people to whom I'm delivering the messages rant repeatedly about the person the message is from. Me, I just want to find some cover.
Meanwhile, I'm having Fall TV Anxiety. In theory, I'm not supposed to pick up any new shows, so that eventually all of my shows will die, and I will watch no more TV. This is not working for me this year, as I clearly must show my support of my hormones various fandoms by watching both Lost and Medical Investigation, which will neatly replace Angel and Friends, which itself was already replaced by Joey just because I miss them. And of course all shows I want to watch are stacked on Wednesday and Thursday nights--when I'm rarely at home to do the watch-one-tape-one thing. And my VCR... Every fall I have remind it who's Boss of My TV. And post little notes reminding me of what I need to tape when... Aaaack.
See? Fall TV Anxiety--a classic case. This is why I should just stop watching TV.
Toxic Girl, by Kings of Convenience
In the sky the birds are pulling rain,
in your life a curse has got a name,
makes you lie awake all through the night
that's why.
She's intoxicated by herself,
everyday she's seen with someone else,
and every night she kisses someone new
never you.
You're waiting in the shadows for a chance,
'cause you believe at heart, that if you can,
show to her what love is all about,
she'll change.
She'll talk to you with no one else around,
but only if you're able to entertain her,
the moment conversation stops she's gone,
again.
I can tell it's going to be one of those days. Phone won't stop ringing. People keep calling me to get me to tell other people how to do their jobs, instead of just telling those people directly; people to whom I'm delivering the messages rant repeatedly about the person the message is from. Me, I just want to find some cover.
Meanwhile, I'm having Fall TV Anxiety. In theory, I'm not supposed to pick up any new shows, so that eventually all of my shows will die, and I will watch no more TV. This is not working for me this year, as I clearly must show my support of my hormones various fandoms by watching both Lost and Medical Investigation, which will neatly replace Angel and Friends, which itself was already replaced by Joey just because I miss them. And of course all shows I want to watch are stacked on Wednesday and Thursday nights--when I'm rarely at home to do the watch-one-tape-one thing. And my VCR... Every fall I have remind it who's Boss of My TV. And post little notes reminding me of what I need to tape when... Aaaack.
See? Fall TV Anxiety--a classic case. This is why I should just stop watching TV.