... in which Katie's lazing on a sunny afternoon
It's still absolutely freaking boiling, here - dudes, the Met Office says we're getting to over thirty. Jesus H Christ on a pogo-stick. So, I spent the day listening to my summer songs and lazing around.
Summer songs, by the way, are those that can best be described as aural sunshine - they're almost the exact equivilant of lying on the grass drinking ice-cold lemonade, and are the perfect songs for a day like today. Mmm. Today definitely calls for the Kinks and Badly Drawn Boy and Jamiroquai and Spiller. It's always nice to have songs that perfectly reflect your mood. :)
[musical interlude]
I've been dreaming
of the things I've learnt
about a boy
who's bleeding,
celebrate to elevate
the joy
is not the same without the pain...
[/musical interlude]
That also reflects the fact that laziness tends to make me introspective. I feel like I've been learning a lot about myself this summer, which is good in one way, but it's also slightly depressing and disconcerting. Understanding has always been my holy grail, but that doesn't mean necessarily liking the stuff you figure out. Loving people is weird when you realise they don't actually understand you at all.
Ah well. That sounds like I've been all depressed today, which I really haven't. Just had a lot to think about, really. And planning the trip to the Edinburgh festival is good, as is getting multiple squeal-y phonecalls from my Lucewise. (Who got KISSED by the fantabulous Jamie Cullum, the bitch - although she said Jamie is going to serenade us while we play Twister with Billeh Boyd and Dom Monaghan, so I can't hate her that much. ;))
Life is odd. It seems so transitory - everything in either the past or the future, and the present just this weird period of basking in music and sunshine. Very strange, but not exactly bad. :)
Summer songs, by the way, are those that can best be described as aural sunshine - they're almost the exact equivilant of lying on the grass drinking ice-cold lemonade, and are the perfect songs for a day like today. Mmm. Today definitely calls for the Kinks and Badly Drawn Boy and Jamiroquai and Spiller. It's always nice to have songs that perfectly reflect your mood. :)
[musical interlude]
I've been dreaming
of the things I've learnt
about a boy
who's bleeding,
celebrate to elevate
the joy
is not the same without the pain...
[/musical interlude]
That also reflects the fact that laziness tends to make me introspective. I feel like I've been learning a lot about myself this summer, which is good in one way, but it's also slightly depressing and disconcerting. Understanding has always been my holy grail, but that doesn't mean necessarily liking the stuff you figure out. Loving people is weird when you realise they don't actually understand you at all.
Ah well. That sounds like I've been all depressed today, which I really haven't. Just had a lot to think about, really. And planning the trip to the Edinburgh festival is good, as is getting multiple squeal-y phonecalls from my Lucewise. (Who got KISSED by the fantabulous Jamie Cullum, the bitch - although she said Jamie is going to serenade us while we play Twister with Billeh Boyd and Dom Monaghan, so I can't hate her that much. ;))
Life is odd. It seems so transitory - everything in either the past or the future, and the present just this weird period of basking in music and sunshine. Very strange, but not exactly bad. :)