I thought Gloom, Dispair, and Agony On Me was the absolute WORST song to have stuck in my head.
Then I heard the Polamalu song.
Now, let me tell you. I live in Steeler Land. I’m a Steeler fan. The VIM hasn’t washed his lucky jersey since Christmas and I’m ok with that (for the most part). I have easy access to a large yellow “We’re #1″ foam finger. I’d LIKE to see them win one for the thumb.
The Polamalu song, though – it’s insidious. It has bored into my brain and won’t leave.
Have you heard it? No? Well…let me spread the cheer.
You know the song “Manah Manah” (which ALSO gets stuck in my head on a regular basis)?
Ok, instead of singing ma-NAH ma-NAH, sing pa-LA-ma-LU.
Got it? pa-LA-ma-LU do do do do do. pa-LA-ma-LU do do do do.
Over and over and over.
And over.
*weep*
Filed under: General
Well, It’s disappointing to report, but I am not a Guitar Phenom. There is no spark of electricity as I pick up the guitar, and suddenly rip into a perfect rendition of “Let it Bleed.” No.
I had a dream playlist. It’s still a dream, but I’ve had to revise it for real life. Rather than picking a song I like and working toward playing it, I’ve had to find songs that have chords that I can POTENTIALLY play and go from there.
So right now my playlist consists of Moonshadow, Rank Stranger, and the first 4 chords of Brilliant Disguise. I’m not exactly rocking the house. Shuddering, maybe, but not rocking.
Last night I had an incredibly vivid dream that I was watching a documentary about Roy Clark from Hee Haw. I can NOT get the song “Gloom, Dispair, and Agony on Me” out of my head.
Argh.
Yeah, so about that last post? Ignore it.
That was a perfect example of me writing about an issue before I really *think* about the issue. Once I start stressing about something, I need a good 24 hours to just let it simmer. If I speak/write about it before that 24 hour cooling off period, I’ll almost always regret it. I am NOT rational in the moment. Ask the VIM.
Although Elle isn’t ALL of me, she’s true to me.
So she stays.
(And she stops writing in the third person.)
Filed under: Web
I wrote a post a LONG time ago about co-workers. I posted it, then took it down. A few weeks later, I posted it again, then took it down again. I just can’t bring myself to leave it online. I fear someone I know (other than the people I *know* know) finding this blog. And if people find this blog, then they could possibly find that entry and would most likely have a good idea who I’m talking about. Even though what I wrote is true, I would hate the coworkers to see it. Because as much as they drive me UP A FREAKIN’ WALL, I like them, too. It would be hard to explain that the post was simply a stress reliever, not an all out bashing of their personalities.
So, the post remains unposted.
This is the main problem with this blog. I have alot to say, but I’m afraid to commit it to the web. And my question is this: Do I continue this anonymous blog (because y’all know my name isn’t really Elle, right?) and talk about the VIM in detail and everything else in generalities, or do I finally blog as myself – start over as ME, and never mention the VIM again? I’m honestly stumped.
- Yesterday was beautiful. Sunshine. Blue skies. (Relatively) warm. The sunshine was so warm, in fact, that for the few hours when the sun hits my front door I actually opened the storm window on the storm door and cracked the wooden door a few inches to get some fresh, January air circulating.
In the late afternoon it started to get cloudy. By 7pm or so, I could hear rumbles of thunder (thunder! In January!!). The VIM called to ask me what the weather was like here, because it was hellish where he was (20 minutes away from me.) I opened the door and looked out. Perfectly calm. I no sooner got the door closed when I heard the wind moving in. I looked out the window. There was nothing, then suddenly, everything all at once. Calm, then wind, thunder, lightning, snow, rain, sleet. I have never seen anything like it. I mean, I like weather, but not all at once.
- Yesterday, I emailed the owner of the Big Website to let her know that I was done. Just as I was sending that email, I was receiving one from a gentleman letting me know that my proposal for a website had been accepted and he was ready to get started.
Balance.
Filed under: Daily
I took a vacation day today.
The official reason was “to get caught up.”
The unofficial and much more important reason was “to slow the hell down.”
These two things may not seem to go hand in hand, but I’m managing quite nicely.
So far today I have (almost) completed the big website job. All that remains is the acual moving of files and pointing of domains. I’ve also replied to work emails, listened to voicemails, and vacuumed the house. Not really “slowing the hell down”, but necessary tasks toward the goal of being caught up. But I’ve also watched me some classic “Match Game” and caught up on most of my blog reading. These to me – these little things that I either have to cram into scant free time or forego altogether have helped me decompress and have put me in an incredibly good mood.
I still have a lot to do today. Some more phone calls, some laundry, and CERTAINLY more cheesey tv to watch. But today has been one of the best days I’ve had in quite some time. It’s made me remember that it’s ok not to have every single second of my waking hours crammed with productive activites. It’s ok to balance the serious with the silly.
I’ve been a little too serious lately.
The upcoming weekend is shaping up to be busy, busy, busy.
There’s an evening to be spent with the VIM, a birthday party, a shopping spree with an 8 year old, one more Christmas get-together, a Steeler’s game, some cleaning and bill paying, LOTS of laundry, a website (my first big job!) to finish and transfer to it’s final server home, and hopefully, a nap.
Oh, and I need to change the picture on this website. I’m turning into one of those people who keeps Christmas decorations up and lit through July.
Filed under: Daily
Lord help me, I’m turning into my grandmother.
I’ve started talking to the television on a regular basis. Actually, “talking” may not be the right word. More like spiteful mumbling: “STUPID commercial!” “What kind of crappy show is THIS?” And watch out when the news shows clips of any speech by anyone even remotely related to government.
But that’s not my peeve this week. No. My peeve this week is unhappy clerks in stores who tell me how unhappy they are.
I don’t want to hear how much better their evening will be in 20 minutes when they can finally punch out.
I don’t want to hear how they would like to have given me better service, but the stupid manager YET AGAIN didn’t schedule enough people.
I worked as a waitress and hostess for A LONG TIME. I KNOW that having a job working with the public isn’t a picnic. I wouldn’t want to do that again. Seriously. I understand.
It used to be that you’d run into a miserable clerk or waitress occasionally, but rarely would one actually voice how miserable he/she was, LET ALONE TO A CUSTOMER. Now, I must hear it at least once a week – when I pay for gas, when I order lunch, when I go to Target…and I always feel guilty. Like, “how dare I come through this poor kid’s line and make their job unbearable by actually BUYING STUFF.”
Is this just a trend in my part of the world? Is there any region that still has pleasant clerks?
Filed under: The VIM
VIM: What’s the name of the Israeli Parliament?
(this question is absolutely, totally out of the blue.)
Me: I have no idea. I don’t think I know the name.
VIM: I think it’s something like Kineset, or Knesset…something like that.
Me: Honestly, even if you said the correct name I wouldn’t know it.
VIM: I think it’s Knesset.
Me: That word sounds like it should have something to do with organized crime. Doesn’t it sound mobbish to you? *imitating Brando in the Godfather, which ended up sounding more like Kermit the Frog*: “Watch your Ps and Qs. You don’t want a visit from the Knesset.”
VIM: *better imitation of Brando*: “You’ll be sleeping with the Gefilte Fish.”
