Wednesday, July 4, 2007

What ravages of spirit

Conjured this tempestuous rage

Created you a monster

Broken by the rule of love?

And fate has led you through it

You do what you have to do

And fate has led you through it

You do what you have to do

Can you see the calendar ticking toward the 5th?

Do you have any idea how it feels to be me, happy one minute, crying the next? Fuck I hate PMS!!1~!~!11

But I forge ahead anyway. The Teen needed to eat and food for his night shift. So I made that, with moments to spare, as it turned out. His ride showed up early. He went to hang chickens. Actually, I think he is packaging tonight, which means more money per hour.

Only a couple of sleeps till my vacation!

3 comments:

Chunks said...

That is my favorite Sarah song. One time (not at band camp) I spent days DAYS in my craft room playing that song and bawling my brains out. It was the most cathartic experience of my life.

At least yours is consistent and you know it will be here on the 5th. I can't remember when mine will be here and it keeps peeking out saying hi, then taking back off up the tubes so I am a mental case as well.

Oh, listen, Sweet Child of Mine by Guns 'N Roses is on....gotta go bust a move!

Creechman said...

I conjure temptuous rage over nothings......... like a dead egg in the refrigerator.

That sounded profound, once upon a moment.

lattégirl said...

Interestingly enough, Creech, dead eggs are what it's all about.