UNcool

I like to live with my periodic delusions, but here it is:

I am not now, nor have I ever been, in ANY way, even remotely "Cool."

Don't believe me?

I just spent the last few hours making paper beads (because they're very green and inexpensive) with which I plan to make jewelry. That's right: paper beads. AND I've started COLLAGING two picture frames.

Buying pretty scrapbook paper and getting to walk around Michaels and look at all of the Christmas stuff they've put out already was the highlight of my week.

MY WEEK.

And I don't even feel bad about it. So there.

Still and Again

So much the same
Ten years ago
Late nights, dashboard lights
kisses and wishes
While the Radio Plays
Being so sleepy I'm passing out over the keys
But so much left to say, I'm up anyway
Being quiet so we don't wake our parents
Back when I knew you


It's Still, but it's Again
My oldest newest friend
I thought I knew you
Always saw through you
But I'm learning how solid you are


So much has changed
Since we've both grown
Two thousand miles, stangers' smiles
Hook ups and Break Ups
While the radio plays
Being so sleepy I'm passing out over my books
So much left to do, I barely think of you
Somewhere with a new hat and a girl I never met
Those years we were strangers


It's Still, but it's Again
My oldest newest friend
I thought I knew you
Always saw through you
But I'm learning how Solid you are


You can always go home again
Of course you can, of course
You just can't stay
So take your clean slate and run
Here's my new address, wish me all the Best
And call me when you see the
Lights in the park at Christmastime


It's Still, but it's Again
My oldest newest friend
I thought I knew you
So much more to you
Just learning how solid you are


So much the same
Ten years today
Late nights, Dashboard lights
We grew up
While the radio played
Being so sleepy, I'm passing out over the keys
But so much to say, I'm up anyway
Being quiet so I don't wake my roommate
Learning you again, my friend
My old friend
All over again


It's Still, but it's Again
My oldest newest friend
I thought I knew you
Always saw through you
But I'm learning how solid you are...

( I have no concept yet of how it sounds, but this is what it says )

Vintage Jess

New Things I Love

Soy Creamy Ice Cream from Trader Joes
Tostones
30 Rock
Lost
John
Late night IMs with AMAZING people
Skype
Hershey's Ultimate Chocolate Cake
The $.99 store
IKEA 's Princess Cake
Daphne's Greek
NoHo Arts District
Old Pasadena
The Getty

No More

I reached in my pocket to hand you more chances and found nothing there but cloth and skin. Looks like I'm all out of chances and you're all out of time.
And you know, it's strange, I don't feel a thing.
I realized today that I don't know the sound of your voice anymore.
I can't remember your address.
Every chance I gave you had another little piece of you stuck to the back.
The more you took, the more the pieces of you left me.
Now there's no more chances, no more pieces, no more you.
Just me.
Free, pieceless me.
I reached in my pocket to hand you more chances and found nothing there but cloth and skin.
The skin I'm in.
Alone.
Without you.
And happy.

Who knew?

The Best Nights

Sometimes, the best nights are spent doing absolutely nothing with people you just like spending time with.

Singing along to great songs, making fun of bad ones, websurfing, youtubing silly videos, and generally just......being.

Also: I <3 Brandon Heath's music. Especially this line in "I'm not who I was"

I write about love and such, maybe 'cuz I want it so much, you know I'm not who I was.

SO FABULOUS

So, SLOWLY, Marci and I are making new friends...building a life takes time, which I try to keep reminding myself of. But honestly, as much as I like new people, I'm pretty blessed to have the people that I have already, so I am making a conscious effort to really keep connected with the people who matter.

Like AT&T or any creepy old guy at a bar, I'm gonna 'Reach out and touch someone.'

Also:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FtX8nswnUKU

ENJOY!!

Priorities.

Random

Haikus are easy.
But sometimes they don't make sense.
Refrigerator.


This is how I'm feeling...

Easy, happy go lucky, sleepy, contented, hopeful, anxious, determined, lazy, productive, and loved. Like haikus, emotions don't always make sense.

Refrigerator.

I WANT TO DO THIS

http://www.northtoalaska.com/

Just get in the car with a month's worth of cash and no plans other than NORTH. I've had dream of Alaska since I was about 14. I think if I ever got to see it like this, my sould would crack from aching, gorgeous joy.