Monday, August 30, 2004

"Forever Today"

Yeah, I’m stuck on that song. Just a little bit. It starts out somber and serious and orchestral, then it really takes off in a big techno/trance sorta way. It’s a good soundtrack for where I am. “Forever Today” ... whether today is good, bad, tiring, fun, whatever. I don’t even know what the fuck I’m trying to say. Don’t know, don’t care. Didn’t have nearly enough caffeine today. Should’ve gone to bed hours ago, but oh well.

Things are starting to pick up at work. I’ve got some really good ideas for the redesign stuff, and will hopefully get my prototype page done tomorrow night. I do get the feeling I’ll be dealing with the pages I’m making prototypes for. Tonight was relatively easy, aside from writing my editorial and dealing with the 22-year-old. Editorial turned out OK, I guess. They’re all “OK” but never great. They seem to make the boss and the publisher happy enough. Could be getting my schedule changed with some of the shuffling of personnel that happened last week. JB is working days, which will make his wife happy. We’re looking for another copy editor to take his spot at night. I guess if I end up with a Monday-Friday sked, I won’t complain. Heck, Sunday-Monday off would make me pretty happy with football season starting. Then again, the social life is surviving (just barely) even with the current days off. Not having to be at work until 4 p.m. doesn’t hurt either.

Headed downtown with a few folks from the office last (Saturday) night. Stayed away from the college bars; one of the alehouses wasn’t too crowded so we sat outside and talked. Makes me wish I had started to hangout downtown sooner, but better late than never. I think it could turn into a regular thing with the Friday/Saturday night crew. Oh yeah. Ended up doing that since S didn’t call. Like I didn’t see that one coming. I’ve got nothing but time, so why rush anything?

And it appears the trip south is off. Still no word on the money (big shock there), and I can’t really miss that many days of work without pay. Would’ve been nice to visit folks, but shit happens I guess. I will still take time off and go to the mountains with the girls and tack on a day to recover. If I do it that way, I only miss 3 days of work. Or we might be able to shift my weekend so I come back Tuesday and then work straight through to the next Wednesday. Long week, but I miss one day of work that way.

In looking at the calendar, it appears what would’ve been my anniversary falls during my weekend. A good thing, since that’s probably going to be a good day to either get drunk or cry or both. Or fuck it. Have a party. That’s a possibility.

Oh, made another playlist yesterday. That means more lyrics.

The Shining
Badly Drawn Boy

Faith pours from your walls, drowning your calls
I’ve tried to hear, you’re not near
Remembering when I saw your face, shining my way, pure timing
Now I’ve fallen in deep, slow silent sleep
It’s killing me, I’m dying

To put a little bit of sunshine in your life
Soleil all over you
warm sun pours over me
Soleil all over you
Warm sun

Now this slick fallen rift came like a gift
Your body moves ever nearer
And you will dry this tear
Now that we’re here, and grieve for me, not history
But now I’m dry of thoughts, wait for the rain
Then it’s replaced, sun setting

And suddenly you’re in love with everything

Soleil all over you, warm sun pours over me
Soleil all over you
Warm sun


This one’s been a favorite for a long time. A lot of people say this is a pretty depressing song and include it on break-up playlists somewhat frequently. I’ve never really seen it that way, but I think I can understand. Then again, for whatever damn reason, I’m much more of an optimist since my break-up. No real reason for it. Chalk another one up to “shit happens.”

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