Was He House?
I joined the party a little late, but it's official...I love House. I took awhile to admit this to myself because I saw a few lacklustre episodes when I first started watching the show, and I still don't always think it's as good as it coud be, but some of the episodes, such as tonight's episode, are genius.
I love Smirnoff ice. I can get totally sloshed off three of them, and last night I had twelve of them. It was bliss. My body and head threatened to beat me up and steal my lunch money this morning and it informed me it was NOT amused, but I had fun anyway. I got to hang out with rambly college students and argue about religion and philosophy and relationships and sex (I also got called easy because I kept talking about how I was horny...somehow, women who do that are easy even if they don't have sex with anyone). But it was cool. It made me miss college. It also made me want to play D&D, which is a minor miracle in itself.
I'm irritated. I'm excited about my life prospects as they unroll before me. I'll soon be living on my own with no roommates for the first time, I've got more self-confidence than I've ever had, I'll be living close enough to Walmart to walk there anytime and K mart and the dollar store will be in my backyard, I'll have food stamps so I won't have to be worried about food for the first time in my life, I'm heartbroken which while it sounds like a bad thing and everyone is trying to ram my ass with reasons why I should be moving on and not feeling this way about John I'm excited to be in a place feeling and learning new things that will inspire a great music or writing career someday...but it sucks because just as much as I'm excited, I'm scared. I don't have a job...how will I pay for shit? How will I get money? I can't pay my utilities with no money. And I'm looking EVERYWHERE for a job, there's nowhere else to go. I'm torn between being happy and excited and being scared, and I haven't been this scared in my whole life (or at least since I graduated from college...the LAST time I was this scared...)
I need a drink. I'm craving Aquafina (yes, I crave a specific brand of bottled water...shut up).
I love this song...it's from the end of the best episode I've ever seen of House, "Family" from season 3. It made me think a lot. I had to turn it up way loud to hear it over band practice upstairs, but it was worth it because I did more thinking during that episode than I have in awhile, and I realized some things (as only I do when receiving stunning epiphanies from pop culture) and...yeah. I love it. If I were running for president, THIS would be my campaign song.
There aint no reason things are this way
Its how they always been and they intend to stay
I can't explain why we live this way, we do it everyday
Preachers on the podium speaking of saints
Prophets on the sidewalk begging for change
old ladies laughing from the fire escape cursing my name
I got a basket full of lemons and they all taste the same
A window and a pigeon with a broken wing
You can spend you whole life working for something,
Just to have it taken away
People walk aroun pushing back their debts
Wearing pay checks like necklaces and braceltes
Talking bout nothing, not thinking bout' death
Every little hearbeat, every little breath
People walk a tight rope on a razors edge
Carrying their hurt and hatrid and weapons
It could be a bomb or a bullet or a pen
Or a thought or a word or a sentence
There Ain't no reason
Things are this way
It's how they've always been
and they intend to stay
I dont know why I say
The things that I say
But I say them anyway
But love will come set me free
Love will come set me free, I do believe
Love will come set me free, I know it will
Love will come set my free yes.
Prison walls still standing tall
Some things never change at all
Keep on building prisons, gonna fill them all
Keep building bombs, gonna drop them all
Working young fingers bear to the bone
Breaking your back make you sell your soul
Like a lung its filled with cold, sufficating slow
The wind blows wild and I may move
But politions lie and I am not fooled
you don't need no reason or a three piece suit
To argue the truth
The air on my skin and the world under my toes
Labor is stiched into the fabric of my clothes
Chaos and comotion wherever I go
Love I try to follow
Love will come set me free
Love will come set me free, I do believe
Love will come set me free, I know it will
Love will come set my free yes.
There ain't no reason things are this way
Its how its always been and they intend to stay
I can't explain why we live this way,
We do it everyday.
I love Smirnoff ice. I can get totally sloshed off three of them, and last night I had twelve of them. It was bliss. My body and head threatened to beat me up and steal my lunch money this morning and it informed me it was NOT amused, but I had fun anyway. I got to hang out with rambly college students and argue about religion and philosophy and relationships and sex (I also got called easy because I kept talking about how I was horny...somehow, women who do that are easy even if they don't have sex with anyone). But it was cool. It made me miss college. It also made me want to play D&D, which is a minor miracle in itself.
I'm irritated. I'm excited about my life prospects as they unroll before me. I'll soon be living on my own with no roommates for the first time, I've got more self-confidence than I've ever had, I'll be living close enough to Walmart to walk there anytime and K mart and the dollar store will be in my backyard, I'll have food stamps so I won't have to be worried about food for the first time in my life, I'm heartbroken which while it sounds like a bad thing and everyone is trying to ram my ass with reasons why I should be moving on and not feeling this way about John I'm excited to be in a place feeling and learning new things that will inspire a great music or writing career someday...but it sucks because just as much as I'm excited, I'm scared. I don't have a job...how will I pay for shit? How will I get money? I can't pay my utilities with no money. And I'm looking EVERYWHERE for a job, there's nowhere else to go. I'm torn between being happy and excited and being scared, and I haven't been this scared in my whole life (or at least since I graduated from college...the LAST time I was this scared...)
I need a drink. I'm craving Aquafina (yes, I crave a specific brand of bottled water...shut up).
I love this song...it's from the end of the best episode I've ever seen of House, "Family" from season 3. It made me think a lot. I had to turn it up way loud to hear it over band practice upstairs, but it was worth it because I did more thinking during that episode than I have in awhile, and I realized some things (as only I do when receiving stunning epiphanies from pop culture) and...yeah. I love it. If I were running for president, THIS would be my campaign song.
There aint no reason things are this way
Its how they always been and they intend to stay
I can't explain why we live this way, we do it everyday
Preachers on the podium speaking of saints
Prophets on the sidewalk begging for change
old ladies laughing from the fire escape cursing my name
I got a basket full of lemons and they all taste the same
A window and a pigeon with a broken wing
You can spend you whole life working for something,
Just to have it taken away
People walk aroun pushing back their debts
Wearing pay checks like necklaces and braceltes
Talking bout nothing, not thinking bout' death
Every little hearbeat, every little breath
People walk a tight rope on a razors edge
Carrying their hurt and hatrid and weapons
It could be a bomb or a bullet or a pen
Or a thought or a word or a sentence
There Ain't no reason
Things are this way
It's how they've always been
and they intend to stay
I dont know why I say
The things that I say
But I say them anyway
But love will come set me free
Love will come set me free, I do believe
Love will come set me free, I know it will
Love will come set my free yes.
Prison walls still standing tall
Some things never change at all
Keep on building prisons, gonna fill them all
Keep building bombs, gonna drop them all
Working young fingers bear to the bone
Breaking your back make you sell your soul
Like a lung its filled with cold, sufficating slow
The wind blows wild and I may move
But politions lie and I am not fooled
you don't need no reason or a three piece suit
To argue the truth
The air on my skin and the world under my toes
Labor is stiched into the fabric of my clothes
Chaos and comotion wherever I go
Love I try to follow
Love will come set me free
Love will come set me free, I do believe
Love will come set me free, I know it will
Love will come set my free yes.
There ain't no reason things are this way
Its how its always been and they intend to stay
I can't explain why we live this way,
We do it everyday.
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