April 23, 2007
confederate memorial day
I to get my chicken pox shot and discovered that today is Confederate Memorial Day so the city and state goverment was closed. I celebrated by giving blood and then feeling faint in a historical building. This event was further proof that if the south does rise again, women will react in the same manner.
I have also learned that my vains are good but deep which is code for 'hold still'.
I was uncertain about Goodreads thinking it would be like facebook//but now I like it:)
Take and Read
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April 09, 2007
That time of year again
So ummm...while I was on the west coast I should have gone to vegas. I have been looking at vegas again since arriving in Florida mostly because of the mirage ads for LOVE
http://www.mirage.com/entertainment/entertainment_cirque_trailer.aspx
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February 04, 2007
It was
As it turns out my email address is a bit pervy. When I picked it out I just wanted to remember the beautiful times out at Bear Creek. Now, I get hundreds of spam messages everyday.
Songs on repeat:
Neck Case's new CD
Today, I had another panic attack just before work. I am not sure that it is a real panic attack but I don't know what else to call my general feeling of entrappment and fear. I know it has a name...mmm...WWFstrikezone.com. I almost turned the car around and didn't go to work. I did leave in the dead middle of church. My faith is all guilt and confusion with a sparkle hope that I like to call justification and progressive santification.
Man: "What do you taste like Sugar, a hot chili?"
Hope: "Creme de STD,Sweetie"
So what got me into work today was a need to get new glasses and my upcoming trip to the south. Sadly, the price I thought I had lined up...$$$...went up. I was gonna do a fact finding mission:( I can swing it?
My herb classes start next week!! I am really excited about discovering my inner herologist. I have also decided to ask for a set schedual so that I can volunteer. I think it will really help me get my head stright. Will she do it?
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December 02, 2006
duh, okay
So why am I worried about not keeping this job? I don't even want to live in Kansas City. I need money but I want to live in Boston, NYC, or DC. Why am I in the midwest? This was a pit-stop not a forever. I miss my friends. I miss the subway. I miss trader joe's. So after my nap everything looked better and I am back on the job hunt.
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November 07, 2006
Hedonistic Christmas
This year
No gift giving
Yes, in the Davis household this year it is hedonistic Christmas. We are all to spend on ourselves, wrap the gifts, and then open them in front of the family on Christmas day (SO all of my presents will read For/From Hope). The beauty you do not get things you don’t want and it is cheaper. The downside…stop your judgment…as if we were celebrating the true meaning of Christmas anyway.
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October 12, 2006
I killed a bunny
It is not really dead but it did dit in the grass for three hours. I kept looking out the window to see if it had moved yet and it finally did hop away. I would have felt horrible if I had killed a bunny. It would be like killing Easter. I got a new job. I am working on having two new jobs. I quit the job I had realier this week.
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October 05, 2006
i'd be happy with a DMO
When I first start my I can't sleep blues almost always I feel like my legs are being bitten by tiny bugs. I know this can't be the case because my legs never have a mark and a change of sleeping venue makes no difference. Restless leg? No, it is not twitchy in anyway. I wonder if the itch is really me half asleep and half dreaming a way to stay awake? Aha, its moving up to my arms and face.
Maybe this time it really is bugs. I've been laying in grass and that means one thing-chigers.
Today I went for a very long walk on a closed road and saw the fattest groundhog. I asked him about his weight problems but he just said the same old thing
"I am starting a new diet. I really feel like this one will work because" and then if stopped listening because he kept talking about this one time on South Beach.
Missouri is beautiful right now as the trees change and the natural grasslands have ripened into peach color accented by the golden refuse of wheat and soybean hearvests.
You might like the history of old age or Going shopping
both soc books
both fun
watched a movie addaptaion of the fountian head and laughed. I think that offically makes me uncultured...goodie
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July 12, 2006
#20 Looks like a Goon! yet still a great driver,umm.
Yesterday Laura and I drove around Boston looking for the bike shop. As the rain fell we listened to the new Thom York CD and did not talk much. When Hail to the Theif came out I drove to fields in Missouri and Kansas. When I listen to the Bends I want to be driving on the interstate. OK Computer was the first CD I really tied to get my Dad to like and he declined.
As the CD ended everything we saw fit perfectly with the music and that is the way it is with Radiohead it is music you can be simple with because it is complex, like the picture on lincoln logs. I personally could never build any thing but a log cabin but the kid on the picture built a silo, fence, and fort. Maybe more like K'NEX with the variation and all.
Today at the pool, washing the dishes, walking around in Belmont, doing yoga it was in my head. Track two/not like a song stuck in your head but like one on repeat. As we listened yesterday I must say I was not overly happy. I felt like things could have been placed and developed better but...I want perfection to the point of weaping.
Laura pointed out that I would grow to love it and I have already changed my mind about the seventh track. So go buy it
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June 25, 2006
Clap your hands and say the Yeah, Yeah, Yeahs
I wanted to make some things clear in the international world of Hope watching
did not go to Vegas, did not go to Vagas, No longer work for the Salvation Army, do work for the diner, have had fun inbetween jobs and will continue to have fun until the 10th of July, will be efforts to get temp jobs now and just before the move to Calli, Mom is getting married on the first, Jessi the queen of wit is getting married on the eighth, likes the song 'the first day of my life' but don't like the line about drving all night because it reminds me of that stupid death movie 'Garden State but my daddy died not my mommy and I might kill myself', am still listening to The Czars song kindertagen on repeat, am not moving to Cali to get away from or run to any man (no matter what you may think or what you may have heard), do have some problems with my faith at the moment but I can't define them yet, like flowers a lot because they smell good and are pretty, do like the line " i rather be working for a pay check then trying to win the lottery" in the bright eyes song and I wish I could just play from 2;16 to 2:24 on repeat, I hate everything I am putting to pen because it deals with 'I' and (I is 24, silly, isolated, reading too little, thinking too much, drinking too much, making life too easy) yet still 'I' cannot find another perspective, looking forward to seeing South Carolina and swiming in the river, all the blisters on my feet have healed to the point that I can wear most shoes again, did go to the beach by myself on Friday and fallowed that up with Dave Bruwbeck with Tami, Saw a play about Chopin last week alone in which I loved the paino playing but not the acting, came to understand that I don't want to have sex as much as I just want to feel something else while being out of my head completely, wrote that last line and remembered that I also want to have sex because it will be much fun and I want to build a new skill, danced last friday until the friction burn on my toes hit the I can't feel where my pinky toes lack skin level (that is a bad plan because after you see your feet it really starts to hurt), wore a shirt that was way too low cut without a bra and felt the error of my ways while stange men forgot I had a head,wrote far too much on the blog that nobody will read because it is too long,too, too, too, wish I had all my covenant friends in Boston but come to know that I just want them all here because I miss them (I do) but because it is easy to forget in a crowd, lead a happy life in which people care for me and want to spend time with me, forgot about any problems while just listening to 2:16- 2:24 on repeat, taken to sleeping with Tami who like you and most people reading this loves me-thank you.
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June 17, 2006
some enchanted evening
quakers in Harvard SQ! (yes, BOB).
bought shoes with a tassel and curly toe.
Jack Black is my nacho hero (OH, Bryan).
Big tent revival on Boston Common with a tent from Chattanooga.
Drunken' shopping with hipsters and a DJ on Newberry St (Linnea where are you?).
80's dance party in which I danced upon the tabel/stage for about an hour and a half of blissful ungulation.
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