7.18.2005
Mood of the Moment: thoughtful
Music of the Moment: Red Hot Chili Peppers - City of Angels
Today was a day of little consequence. I gained from today only the joy of clean clothes, and even those were after the labour required to do so. I spent the rest of the day doing frivolous, meaningless things, half-way waiting for the phone to ring for me...but knowing that it wouldn't. Ah well...I shall survive...
I must not fear losing that which was never mine at all...
I leave you with two short poems written by Tim Burton...I fell in love with them when I first read them years ago..but I had almost forgotten about them until recently...so yea, just felt like sharing:
Voodoo Girl
Her skin is white cloth,
and she's all sewn apart
and she has many colored pins
sticking out of her heart.
She has many different zombies
who are deeply in her trance.
She even has a zombie
who was originally from France.
But she knows she has a curse on her,
a curse she cannot win.
For if someone gets
too close to her,
the pins stick farther in.
The Pin Cushion Queen
Life isn't easy
for the Pin Cushion Queen.
When she sits alone on her throne
Pins push through her spleen.
Burton=Genious *smiles*...but alas...I told myself that I was going to go to bed before 4 this morning...and as you can see from looking at the time of this post, I have passed that by quite a bit...so I am off to try to dream now...
Much Love,
DeAnna
one of these days you’re gonna love me
You’ll sit down by yourself and think
About the time you turned from me
And what good friends we might’ve been
And then you’re gonna sigh a little
Maybe even cry a little but
One of these days you’re gonna love me
Music of the Moment: Red Hot Chili Peppers - City of Angels
Today was a day of little consequence. I gained from today only the joy of clean clothes, and even those were after the labour required to do so. I spent the rest of the day doing frivolous, meaningless things, half-way waiting for the phone to ring for me...but knowing that it wouldn't. Ah well...I shall survive...
I must not fear losing that which was never mine at all...
I leave you with two short poems written by Tim Burton...I fell in love with them when I first read them years ago..but I had almost forgotten about them until recently...so yea, just felt like sharing:
Voodoo Girl
Her skin is white cloth,
and she's all sewn apart
and she has many colored pins
sticking out of her heart.
She has many different zombies
who are deeply in her trance.
She even has a zombie
who was originally from France.
But she knows she has a curse on her,
a curse she cannot win.
For if someone gets
too close to her,
the pins stick farther in.
The Pin Cushion Queen
Life isn't easy
for the Pin Cushion Queen.
When she sits alone on her throne
Pins push through her spleen.
Burton=Genious *smiles*...but alas...I told myself that I was going to go to bed before 4 this morning...and as you can see from looking at the time of this post, I have passed that by quite a bit...so I am off to try to dream now...
Much Love,
DeAnna
one of these days you’re gonna love me
You’ll sit down by yourself and think
About the time you turned from me
And what good friends we might’ve been
And then you’re gonna sigh a little
Maybe even cry a little but
One of these days you’re gonna love me
# posted by DeAnna : 5:21 AM
