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Puh-leeease?
H
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Saturday, April 11, 2009
No. 242: dippin out
Hey, I'm going to wordpress b/c blogger is boring the crap out of me.
Get there HERE.
and thanks for reading, if you're in fact doing so.
hs <3
Get there HERE.
and thanks for reading, if you're in fact doing so.
hs <3
Thursday, April 2, 2009
no. ___ (the one where she's gets all nostalgic)
"the city"
by: the dismemberment plan
(for EVA and posse kids-- a brief story:
my friend mac came to visit me on his way down from Maine to Georgia and we had a music swap. he had never heard of "the dismemberment plan, black moth super rainbow, spank rock, girl talk, mr. matt diamond, mr. wkc, countless others"... so i made him listen to all that and some other people. it made me ubersentimental so i blooged about you. *nerd*)
herewego.
now i notice the street lamps hum
the ghosts of graffiti they couldn't quite erase,
the blank faced stares
on the subways as people go home.
the parks lay empty like my unmade bed
the streets are silent like my lifeless telephone
and this is where i live
but i've never felt less at home.
so i’m not unsympathetic
i see why you left
there’s no one to know
there’s nothing to do
the city’s been dead
since you’ve been gone…
sometimes i stand on my roof at night
and watch as something seems to happen
somewhere else
i feel like a breeze could pick me up
and carry me away.
out and over this iridescent grid
up and away
from the bar fights and neon lights
Out and away
from everything that makes me what i am
so i’m not unsympathetic
i see why you left
there's no one to know, there's nothing to do
the city's been dead
since you've been gone.
well i've never had
just whatever it is
you want baby
oh, i really tried
tried and tried with all my might
made me crazy
to try to figure out what it is i’ve done wrong
every time when
everything i love, everything I hold dear
heads out sometime
all i ever say
now
is good-bye
"six times"
... i was with you guys when i first heard that . i've now passed it on. so hi y'all.
<3 h
by: the dismemberment plan
(for EVA and posse kids-- a brief story:
my friend mac came to visit me on his way down from Maine to Georgia and we had a music swap. he had never heard of "the dismemberment plan, black moth super rainbow, spank rock, girl talk, mr. matt diamond, mr. wkc, countless others"... so i made him listen to all that and some other people. it made me ubersentimental so i blooged about you. *nerd*)
herewego.
now i notice the street lamps hum
the ghosts of graffiti they couldn't quite erase,
the blank faced stares
on the subways as people go home.
the parks lay empty like my unmade bed
the streets are silent like my lifeless telephone
and this is where i live
but i've never felt less at home.
so i’m not unsympathetic
i see why you left
there’s no one to know
there’s nothing to do
the city’s been dead
since you’ve been gone…
sometimes i stand on my roof at night
and watch as something seems to happen
somewhere else
i feel like a breeze could pick me up
and carry me away.
out and over this iridescent grid
up and away
from the bar fights and neon lights
Out and away
from everything that makes me what i am
so i’m not unsympathetic
i see why you left
there's no one to know, there's nothing to do
the city's been dead
since you've been gone.
well i've never had
just whatever it is
you want baby
oh, i really tried
tried and tried with all my might
made me crazy
to try to figure out what it is i’ve done wrong
every time when
everything i love, everything I hold dear
heads out sometime
all i ever say
now
is good-bye
"six times"
... i was with you guys when i first heard that . i've now passed it on. so hi y'all.
<3 h
Monday, March 30, 2009
No. 240: Briefly
Epic fail on that whole music thing.
Here's five more songs, enjoy them when you can.
Busy week. Mac came for a surprise visit. Work tomorrow, papers to write, lots of reading to do. Helping Carlos with the next stage of his film. One day the man will be famous and pay me back for gas.
My latest short story isn't as good as I was hoping it would be and now I'm having all these doubts about my entire career shorts and that I have any talent at all. I've also been looking into grad schools for M.A.s in Systematic and Historical Theology. Or Florida State for writing (they'll pay). Or SCAD for screen writing. Blech. I'm praying fervently for guidance.
Have a joyous week, kiddies.
HS
Here's five more songs, enjoy them when you can.
- Grace/ Phil Wickham- gorgeous music. His voice is like the guy from Muse, if he weren't annoying. His newer album isn't bad but I don't know it as well.
- A Quick One While He's Away/ The Who- B/c Greg didn't know this song and everyone should. My personal favorite part of the song is the "cellocelllocellocello cellocellocellocello" in the middle, where their manager wouldn't hire an actual cellist.
- End of the World/ R.E.M. - THAT'S GREAT it starts with an earth-quake/birds snakes and airplanes/ lenny bruce is not afraid.
- The Ocean/ Led Zeppelin- it's just a really great song.
- California / Joni Mitchell- it's warm weather music, honoring yesterday's gorgeous sunshine. Joni reminds me of the summer w/ the hippies, driving around eating pho and listening to records. It makes me long to go to Santa Cruz or at least Santa Barbara to visit Nick. I miss the beach.
Busy week. Mac came for a surprise visit. Work tomorrow, papers to write, lots of reading to do. Helping Carlos with the next stage of his film. One day the man will be famous and pay me back for gas.
My latest short story isn't as good as I was hoping it would be and now I'm having all these doubts about my entire career shorts and that I have any talent at all. I've also been looking into grad schools for M.A.s in Systematic and Historical Theology. Or Florida State for writing (they'll pay). Or SCAD for screen writing. Blech. I'm praying fervently for guidance.
Have a joyous week, kiddies.
HS
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
no. 239: music day
Wednesday is going to be music day. 5 songs you should listen to delivered each week on Wednesdays.
Now, I should go work on my short story..... so... I'm going to do that. Right now. Riiiight now.
hs
- (Nothing But) Flowers by Talking Heads - Rediscovered this by random today when uploading music to Fred's iPod. It's so fun. All RISD kis, btw.
- Love and Happiness by Al Green- It was on the episode of House Matt and I watched last night. Second season, I think, where the cute blond girl is poisoning her husband with gold. Suuuch a great song. The opening notes are some of my favorite in all of music history. It promises to you that you are going to enjoy what's coming.
- Woke Up This Morning (Chosen One Mix) by Alabama 3- You know this to be the Sopranos theme song. The original isn't as compelling, I think. The beat is so great though, and as the theme song, it goes up against what are arguably the best opening credits to any show ever. Excepting maybe House.
- My Girls by Animal Collective- Reason why this song is awesome: "I don't mean/to seem like I care about/ material things/ (like my social stats)/ I just want/ four walls and adobe slats/ for my girls!"
- Song Of Hope by Robbie Seay Band- One of my favorite worship songs. "Just to know that you are near is enough". It's a good reminder that we're not left by ourselves down here.
Now, I should go work on my short story..... so... I'm going to do that. Right now. Riiiight now.
hs
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
no. 238: mcp
i want to write about my man. i always try to shun the mushy posts but sometimes they're good for the soul. if you're not one for hearing about the significant others of others, i'd tune in next time, where i'll likely discuss something more publicly substantive.
this is my boo:
he's handsome, ain't he? good smile. crazy hair. he gets uncomfortable when i photograph him. his two reactions are to smile self-consciously or with a hint of irritation ask me to put the camera away. he smiled here, b/c being photographed was a welcome relief from homework, which he hates.
sometimes he is lazy. frightfully so. but sometimes he has drive and ambition and a desire to accomplish, which is admirable and frankly surpasses my own. our personalities differ in almost every way imaginable. but i love him.
the road leading to where we are today was really really long . we still fight and argue and create an unnecessary amount of angst but we love each other and have matured enough over the last three years to realize that's more important than being pissed off at individual failings. we drive each other crazy, which is sometimes (when in the literal sense) a problem. for the most part, though, it's positive and lately compels us to set aside self. we need to pray more about our relationship, the both of us. i could use some more patience with him and he could probably do with improved communication skills. that being said, i'm twenty, he's twenty-three, and we've got a while to figure this stuff out.
the best part is that we have fun together. he makes me laugh. we sat on the couch tonight and laughed a stupid commercials and ate mcflurries. he is my favorite non-familial person and better than anyone knows how to turn my terrible moods (unless of course they're caused by him).
he reads slowly. so much so that it frustrates me, sometimes. but he loves to read and loves books. he also has largely respectable taste in music, although emerson, lake & palmer and jefferson airplane are excluded in that statement. he dresses well. he thinks i'm gorgeous. he loves the Lord, although like me, his relationship with our terrifyingly large God could use some strengthening. we have both wobbled off the straight and narrow but this allows us to be gracious to one another.
mom always asks me if i think he's God's best for my life. i told her last night that i wasn't sure that there's some divinely intended best. i think God puts us with the people He puts us with and sometimes we fall in love with them. we make them the best by growing close enough to Him to love them as they should be loved and they us. i guess we'll see.
tomorrow matt and i are gonna to hang out for a while after he gets out of class. he's got work at 5. i'm going to drive all the way out to fairfax and sit in Saxby's to do my homework, rather than stay home b/c just being able to occasionally talk to him and ease his loooong shift will make him happy. i know this is silly and girlie and i'm ok with that.
i pray for your happiness, whoever you are, and that you are blessed with a love you have to work with. consider it pure joy, my brothers, when you are faced with trials.
that's it for this sappy posting.
hs
this is my boo:
he's handsome, ain't he? good smile. crazy hair. he gets uncomfortable when i photograph him. his two reactions are to smile self-consciously or with a hint of irritation ask me to put the camera away. he smiled here, b/c being photographed was a welcome relief from homework, which he hates.sometimes he is lazy. frightfully so. but sometimes he has drive and ambition and a desire to accomplish, which is admirable and frankly surpasses my own. our personalities differ in almost every way imaginable. but i love him.
the road leading to where we are today was really really long . we still fight and argue and create an unnecessary amount of angst but we love each other and have matured enough over the last three years to realize that's more important than being pissed off at individual failings. we drive each other crazy, which is sometimes (when in the literal sense) a problem. for the most part, though, it's positive and lately compels us to set aside self. we need to pray more about our relationship, the both of us. i could use some more patience with him and he could probably do with improved communication skills. that being said, i'm twenty, he's twenty-three, and we've got a while to figure this stuff out.
the best part is that we have fun together. he makes me laugh. we sat on the couch tonight and laughed a stupid commercials and ate mcflurries. he is my favorite non-familial person and better than anyone knows how to turn my terrible moods (unless of course they're caused by him).
he reads slowly. so much so that it frustrates me, sometimes. but he loves to read and loves books. he also has largely respectable taste in music, although emerson, lake & palmer and jefferson airplane are excluded in that statement. he dresses well. he thinks i'm gorgeous. he loves the Lord, although like me, his relationship with our terrifyingly large God could use some strengthening. we have both wobbled off the straight and narrow but this allows us to be gracious to one another.
mom always asks me if i think he's God's best for my life. i told her last night that i wasn't sure that there's some divinely intended best. i think God puts us with the people He puts us with and sometimes we fall in love with them. we make them the best by growing close enough to Him to love them as they should be loved and they us. i guess we'll see.
tomorrow matt and i are gonna to hang out for a while after he gets out of class. he's got work at 5. i'm going to drive all the way out to fairfax and sit in Saxby's to do my homework, rather than stay home b/c just being able to occasionally talk to him and ease his loooong shift will make him happy. i know this is silly and girlie and i'm ok with that.
i pray for your happiness, whoever you are, and that you are blessed with a love you have to work with. consider it pure joy, my brothers, when you are faced with trials.
that's it for this sappy posting.
hs
Sunday, March 15, 2009
No. 237: Kings
I'm pretty excited for this new NBC jazz, Kings. Mostly b/c of Ian McShane who I LOVE. I think it's going to be interesting b/c it's based off of the story of King David (and oddly, a little of Esther in there). TV has been doing that well lately. The Sopranos was Greek Tragedy. Deadwood was Shakespeare. Now we're going to have Old Testament on television. This could be good or bad, but theirs engaging history there and if they handle it right, it will be highly watchable. I want another award for McShane, anyway, so hopefully this will give him an opportunity and boost NBC.
Today's the St. Patty's Day parade. Though none of the homies I'd expected are coming, it will still be good to see my family and miss Annie is accompanying me. I look forward to mummers but not rain. We'll see how it goes.
H.
Today's the St. Patty's Day parade. Though none of the homies I'd expected are coming, it will still be good to see my family and miss Annie is accompanying me. I look forward to mummers but not rain. We'll see how it goes.
H.
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