Monday, March 31, 2008

Dingledodies


"They danced down the streets like dingledodies, and I shambled after as I've been doing all my life after people who interest me, because the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones that never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn..." JK.

Monday, March 17, 2008

Music.

I have decided to joing CSS and jump on Lupe's bandwagon or rather her tour bus and start dating music.

Reasons:

- It doesn't give you colds
- It takes you for walks
- It is there when you have to clean the house
- It talks nonsense often
- It can break your heart but then you can just skip along to the next track and all is better (great for someone as emotionally retarded as me)
- It can teach you
- It gets along with your friends
- It dances with you
- It makes you smile

Music took me on the best date yesterday. We walked to the botanical gardens, hunted for fairies and smelled flowers together. We then walked home and cooked dinner and cleaned up together. Contentment.

And your heart is like a garden
And your heart is in the cities
And your heart is confiscated
And your heart is on the table.