Something About Us

It might not be the right time
I might not be the right one
But there's something about us I want to say
Cause there's something between us anyway
I might not be the right one
It might not be the right time
But there's something about us I've got to do
Some kind of secret I will share with you
I need you more than anything in my life
I want you more than anything in my life
I'll miss you more than anyone in my life
I love you more than anyone in my life

-Daft Punk

For Better Or Worse...

things have a tendency to work themselves out.

Waking up alone sucks!

And a bloody good morning to you too!

Perhaps I should try this approach

or try not to be insane

and remind myself of this more often

but then again ...

Originally posted on 10/25/2005 @ 8:32 a.m.

Funny how things change...

Strangelove

There'll be times
When my crimes
Will seem almost unforgivable
I give in to sin
Because you have to make this life livable
But when you think I've had enough
From your sea of love
I'll take more than another riverfull
And I'll make it all worthwhile
I'll make your heart smile

Strangelove
Strange highs and strange lows
Strangelove
That's how my love goes
Strangelove
Will you give it to me
Will you take the pain
I will give it to you
Again and again
And will you return it

There'll be days
When I'll stray
I may appear to be
Constantly out of reach
I give in to sin
Because I like to practice what I preach
I'm not trying to say
I'll have it all my way
I'm always willing to learn
When you've got something to teach
And I'll make it all worthwhile
I'll make your heart smile

Pain will you return it
I'll say it again -- pain
Pain will you return it
I won't say it again

Strangelove
Strange highs and strange lows
Strangelove
That's how my love goes
Strangelove
Will you give it to me

I give in
Again and again
I give in
will you give it to me
I give in
I'll say it again
I give in

I give in
Again and again
I give in
That's how my love goes
I give in
I'll say it again
I give in

-Depeche Mode (Martin Lee Gore)

Common Sense? Not really all that common after all...

The car has crashed, flipped over in the middle of a two lane highway. You're lying in your seat, upside down, dangling in the seatbelt and instead of thinking about how to get out to safety, all you can think is "How did I end up here?" and "How could I've avoided the crash?"

It seems like a very counterintuitive response, but seems to happen with astonishing regularity.

Gotta disengage the seatbelt any way I can, drag myself out, get medical attention, try to get someone to move the car from the middle of the road ...

Get out of the car

Get out of the car

Get out of the car

Worry about the rest when out of the car

Nothing else matters if the ABC's aren't there. Airway Breathing Circulation. If you ain't got these three, there's no point sweating other shit...

Get out of the car instead of worrying about why or how the car flipped over, how much it's going to cost to fix/replace, how to avoid future such crashes, how you're gonna explain it, how it's gonna make so and so feel....

Get out first

Nothing else matters without the ABC's...

Get Out!

We Care A Lot

He for whom has not been cared is obliged to care for himself.

When Harry Met Sally

Harry: Ooo, Ingrid Bergman, now she's low maintenance.

Sally: Low maintenance?

Harry: There are two kinds of women. High maintenance and low maintenance.

Sally: And Ingrid Bergman is low maintenance?

Harry: In LM, definitely.

Sally: Which one am I?

Harry: You're the worst kind. You're high maintenance but you think you're low maintenance.

Sally: I don't see that.

Harry: You don't see that? Waiter, I'll begin with a house salad, but I don't want the regular dressing. I'll have the Balsamic vinegar and oil, but on the side. And then the Salmon with the mustard sauce, but I want the mustard sauce, on the side. On the side is a very big thing for you.

Sally: Well I just want it the way I want it.

Harry: I know. High maintenance.

Shut Up Just Shut Up Shut Up Shut It Up Just Shut Up

Why are people so fucking loud?

And why do they talk so fucking much?

Heaven help us all...