Monday, July 9, 2012

Running Into High School Crushes

There's something about her voice that I'm not quite over. I'm in love with the sad happiness in her voice. To feel anything as much as she feels in this song is my only dream. I love the part of the video where she's strumming a guitar with no strings. It means lots to me. I also love that she is not "conventionally" beautiful. You have all your senses to focus on the lyrics. The melody. The voice. 









I ran into a boy at a bar this Friday night. This boy was someone who DEFINED my high school life. I loved everything about him. His clothes, his eyes, his art, his music, his smile, his shyness. Everything. I was obsessed with this boy. In every single page of my junior high and high school journal I wrote about him. No joke. Every single page mentioned him. For 7 whole tormenting years I longed for this boy. And on a drunken Friday night 6 years later I told him so. HA! He laughed and smiled. Then said "I had the biggest crush on you. I thought you were the coolest person. The feeling was mutual Rosy. Quite mutual." 




Shit. 


Rosy 

Monday, July 2, 2012

Falling From Grace


Good morning July. I hope you are better than June was here in the beloved northwest. The song of the day was brought to you by Pumpkin. A film about a sorority girl who falls in love with a mentally challenged boy she is helping as part of a charity. I adore Christina Ricci in this film. She reads a poem at the end that I just can’t help but love love love. I cant find it anywhere online so if you know it please let me know. I hope you enjoy the song. Gentle Waves – Falling From Grace.


                                                       LYRICS FOR THE SONG OF THE DAY:


You make me satisfied
You only want to ride
But that's alright by me
We happen to be free
For what tomorrow brings
No peace and broken wings
It may have been so good
But now it's understood
'Twas just a night




If I could tear my heart
And keep it miles apart
From love of beast or man
And never give a damn
If I could learn to lie
And never show my pride
I'd be just like the rest
Be someone I detest

I'm always looking for the sun
I'm always looking for the sun to shine



 Love...
Destroys the best of us
Then leaves the rest of us
Thinking perhaps we'll die
Yet still we stay alive
Lost in a hollow frame
With lonely tears remain
Not knowing our life's worth
Dragging around the earth
How false the light


 You make me satisfied
You only want to ride
But that's alright by me
We happen to be free
And if we fall from grace
At least we had a taste
Of something more than this
Unresolved black abyss



I'm always looking for the sun
I'm always looking for the sun


 I'm always looking for the sun
I'm only looking for the sun to shine


Thursday, June 28, 2012

Immoral Support

Ugh....made a bad business decision and got black out drunk last night. My co-worker Matt (below) had a bad day...I was there for immoral support. Our friend Jeffrey (also below), was smart. He had two drinks. Matt and I....well we don't know how to have just a drink or two...

 Matthew...super photogenic its ridiculous. 

Jeffrey reading funny business emails...

 Matt and I after....hmmm 4 shots...stupid.

Here's your song of the day: The Like - He's Not A Boy





Tuesday, June 26, 2012

I lost something in the hills....

Daniel and I decided to take a walk through the Oregon woods. Always a good idea. The trees cut up the sun and I fall in love again. Hidden from the world for a mere second and one feels the peace that once lived in their heart. Its wonderful. Getting lost in the hills.






After experiencing the beauty and wonder of Oregon...pizza is always welcome. Always.




ROSY

Homesick

Its odd listening to this. Its exactly the way I feel. I cant remember things I want to remember. My mother's laugh. Driving to the beach with friends on a summer day that actually felt like summer. Unwrapping a gift. Things. Little things. But things all the same.



I'll lose some sales and my boss won't be happy,
but I can't stop listening to the sound
of two soft voices
blended in perfection
from the reels of this record that I've found.

Every day there's a boy in the mirror asking me...
What are you doing here?
Finding all my previous motives
growing increasingly unclear.

I've traveled far and I've burned all the bridges
I believed as soon as I hit land
all the other options held before me,
would wither in the light of my plan.

So I'll lose some sales and my boss won't be happy,
but there's only one thing on my mind
searching boxes underneath the counter,
on a chance that on a tape I'd find...
a song for someone who needs somewhere to long for.

Homesick.
Because I no longer know where home is.