just maintaining

sniffing around getting sick. Trying to write and failing.

found a VERY embarrassing typo on my resume today... sadly it's gone out with that typo many times now. sheesh

Is busy being disappointed in one of the three new nail polishes I got, flying dragon. it's supposed to be a glittery neon purple (because that's class). It's far flatter and darker than it looked in the jar. Sigh.

Put your MP3 player on shuffle, and write down the first line of the first twenty songs. Post the poem that results. The first line of the twenty-first is the title.

This was fun and thanks to lyrangalia for helping me look up a few of the less discernable lyrics since nothing is loading right on the dial up tonight. Feel free to guess what the songs are. Sadly, mine isn't as lyrical as some.

Centre of the Sun

She's got a smile that it seems to me
First I was afraid, I was petrified
I hate the new age guys
I hold on so nervously
Don’t touch your lips, don’t wear your hair like that
Don’t cry to me
I’m sure you’ve heard the sorry tale of the day Johnny fell
Come away, come away with the traveling show
You know, I got to say I’ve met a lot of friends this way when the sun goes down
Well, the times are getting hard for you little girl
we're talking away I don't know what
Bonfires dot the rolling hillsides
feather moon scarlet sky
I’m so high I can hear heaven
Hush child the darkness will rise
The broken clock is a comfort
I’ve lost all the time that I have in this world
When the devil is too busy
This ain’t comin’ from no prophet.
Inside a labyrinth wall