Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Books Books Books

I don't know why it never occurred to me, but there is a real live bookstore just two minutes away from my residence. My 10-to-18-year-old self would be insanely jealous of me right now. I don't know why I don't camp out there more often.

Friday, April 22, 2011

Rebecca Black - Friday



Friday is not nearly as fun on this side of the prolonged nap known as the "nightly sleep." That's the only reason I could come up with to explain why I am posting this song. (Plus, I may be starting to like it? Mere exposure effect gone horribly wrong!)

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Angst

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Sunday, April 17, 2011

Ingrid Michaelson's 2009 Non-Album Singles

I love the harmonies in All Love.



When I push the sheets away from your face
And watch you sleep all day here
And when I push you away
And say you simply cannot stay here

And it's all love, all love
It's all love, my stupid love

When I say you take away
The most important parts of me with you
When I've had the greyest day
You add more grey, it's just your way
It's true

But it's all love, all love, ohh
It's all love, all love, ohh
It's all love, all love, ohh
It's all love, my stupid love

You can't be the one to kill the pain anymore
You let me in but then you slam my fingers in the door
I've had enough but I keep asking you to give me more

What I say
That is no way

It's all love, all love, ohh
It's all love, all love, ohh
It's all love, all love, ohh
It's all love, my stupid love


Turn To Stone - beautiful rolling piano background



Let's take a better look
Beyond a story book
And learn our souls are all we own
Before we turn to stone

Let's go to sleep with clearer heads
And hearts to big to fit our beds
And maybe we won't feel so alone
Before we turn to stone

And if you wait for someone else's hand
And you will surely fall down
And if you wait for someone else's hand
You'll fall
You'll fall

I know that I am nothing new
There's so much more than me and you
But brother how we must atone
Before we turn to stone

Brother how we must atone
Before we turn to stone
Before we turn to stone

--
I think I like Turn To Stone better because although its lyrics are shorter, it's a whole minute longer. (Not that I dislike lyrics. I just like the instrumentals/vocals balance.)

It's kind of annoying that Turn To Stone has been dubbed the Grey's Anatomy wedding song, but I guess if it wasn't, I would never have found it. I'm glad Ingrid has been getting so much TV exposure, even though her songs make me think of Meredith drowning or Izzie getting married (not that I follow Grey's Anatomy anymore).

Thursday, April 7, 2011

The Duh Moment

I can't believe it took me four and a half years to liberate the back pockets on my patchwork shorts.
It's not like I didn't know they were there.
It's not like I didn't know they were sewn shut.
It just never occurred to me to snip through the stitches.
-__-

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Climb On!

I reached the top of a climbing wall today!!
(Is it sad that it was the easiest one, I cheated on footholds, and it was like my 10th try?)(don't answer that.)(but yes, it is kind of sad.)
But still!