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pie + romania = fire.
Mar. 7th, 2006
i've had a standing-on-one-foot day. a lot of this comes from me literally pulling a muscle in my left leg, but most of it comes from just figuratively feeling off balance all day.
forgetting to set the alarm and getting up late was a bad start.
i fell off my chair at work! it was a total chaplin moment. i wish everyone i knew had seen it. i swiveled and went for something out of my reach and ended up making friends with the floor. imagine looking over a cubicle wall, if you will. you see my forhead and hair... then arms and flying papers and feet. ahahahahahah that pretty much locked me into doi-mode for the day.
and then i just didn't have much to eat. so right off, you have there some weakness and lack of concentration.
i tried to compensate with coffee. which just gave me the shakes.
this lead to a very bad rehearsal on my part. well, not VERY bad. just not as i would have liked. one in which i felt i was out of my own body. said body had been taken over by a weak and wonky fool. if there's one thing that can make me feel inwardly angry at myself, it's a rehearsal that i could have done better.
but i did get to eat finally. and it just made my brain go, "all systems down, revert all power to digestive track." so now i'm all doi doi doi poo poo poo. food makes everything better.
so do the boys! if i couldn't be any more of a retard in one day, there is a new franz song in the world. *spastic giggle, arms flailing* a happy, beatles-esque sing-along ditty that actually employs the use of a xylophone and an "all together now" like backtrack. *topples in glee*
"oh lyndsey wells!
how i wish that i could feel so good
i wish that i could be as good as you...mmmmm....
well lyndsey wells!
how i wish that i could feel the good beyond the poison in us
like you do...
like you do."
have you ever felt like someone crawled into your head and wrote the song you needed to hear at that exact moment? my name isn't lyndsey, but my hair is red and i'll do a little dance for you. and i'll never let them break my little heart. ever.
and now it's time for bed. just one more listen.
and one more sandwich.
*clap clap chew chew dance*
forgetting to set the alarm and getting up late was a bad start.
i fell off my chair at work! it was a total chaplin moment. i wish everyone i knew had seen it. i swiveled and went for something out of my reach and ended up making friends with the floor. imagine looking over a cubicle wall, if you will. you see my forhead and hair... then arms and flying papers and feet. ahahahahahah that pretty much locked me into doi-mode for the day.
and then i just didn't have much to eat. so right off, you have there some weakness and lack of concentration.
i tried to compensate with coffee. which just gave me the shakes.
this lead to a very bad rehearsal on my part. well, not VERY bad. just not as i would have liked. one in which i felt i was out of my own body. said body had been taken over by a weak and wonky fool. if there's one thing that can make me feel inwardly angry at myself, it's a rehearsal that i could have done better.
but i did get to eat finally. and it just made my brain go, "all systems down, revert all power to digestive track." so now i'm all doi doi doi poo poo poo. food makes everything better.
so do the boys! if i couldn't be any more of a retard in one day, there is a new franz song in the world. *spastic giggle, arms flailing* a happy, beatles-esque sing-along ditty that actually employs the use of a xylophone and an "all together now" like backtrack. *topples in glee*
"oh lyndsey wells!
how i wish that i could feel so good
i wish that i could be as good as you...mmmmm....
well lyndsey wells!
how i wish that i could feel the good beyond the poison in us
like you do...
like you do."
have you ever felt like someone crawled into your head and wrote the song you needed to hear at that exact moment? my name isn't lyndsey, but my hair is red and i'll do a little dance for you. and i'll never let them break my little heart. ever.
and now it's time for bed. just one more listen.
and one more sandwich.
*clap clap chew chew dance*
