Sonnet 30

When to the sessions of sweet silent thought
I summon up remembrance of things past,
I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought,
And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste:
Then can I drown an eye, unused to flow,
For precious friends hid in death's dateless night,
And weep afresh love's long since cancell'd woe,
And moan the expense of many a vanish'd sight:
Then can I grieve at grievances foregone,
And heavily from woe to woe tell o'er
The sad account of fore-bemoaned moan,
Which I new pay as if not paid before.
But if the while I think on thee, dear friend,
All losses are restored and sorrows end.

Bjork - Army of Me

There has be a medium through which I can move about gracefully

I tried going swimming this morning. It was more of a controlled drowning actually. The life guard took to pacing back and forth on my side of the pool. At some point she blew a whistle, I think it was to tell everyone else to clear the pool before the cyclone I was brewing pulled them all under.

Somehow, I'm okay doing a lap or two, and then I start to wonder what madness possesses a species with no gills or fins to get into the water of their own freewill. Then I lose all coordination and the flailing about commences.

Also, I have no upper body strength to speak off. My puny arms can't get me across the pool unless I wear flippers. The chlorine stings my eyes so I wear goggles. At some point I'm going to get a snorkel and complete the outfit. Then at least the lifeguard can sit down for a bit.

Rilo Kiley - A Man/Me/Then Jim

You Know You've Arrived...

When you find yourself eating Ramen noodles. Over the kitchen sink.

I need a wifey.

But aside from that, everything's peachy keen. I hope all you guys are doing well too, minus sobering moments of instant noodles. I'm just not around the PC much these days, so I can't even pretend to be planning to blog more. On the other hand, I expect everyone to be more consistent in updating because you just have no excuses you lazy bunch of no-gooders.

The Arcade Fire - Intervention

Every spark of friendship and love
Will die without a hope
Hear the soldier groan
"We'll go it alone"
Hear the soldier groan "we'll go it alone".

Louis XIV - Finding Out True Love Is Blind