Thursday Divinity
Okay, so I have two today. I whine, and the universe listened. thanks, u.
first up is jonathan sending me exile. as if I didn’t already love him enough. I am listening to it right now, happier than I’ve been in centuries. well okay that’s maybe a slight exaggeration, but only a little.
my 2nd divinity is my walk at lunch. I’ve been annoyingly depressed lately, and a walk around boston usually cheers me. today was no different. walking by the courthouse, they had put up these new big concrete balls. see?
I love those balls, this crazy goofy silly love. they make me feel really good, you have no idea, in such a ridiculous way. they are so big and round, and they felt good under my hands. whoever put them up did it so haphazard.
what is the purpose? is there supposed to be order? who knows! But I LOVE IT.
it pleases me, how random it is, how meandering, rolling and loopy.
As if that wasn’t enough, on the walk back to the office, it started to rain. There is nothing like being blue and having it rain after you’ve just rubbed your hands all over a bunch of big smooth balls. It was perfect. I was natasha effing bedingfield, that rain was being felt like mad.
So these were two very good divinities for me today.
p.s. eek. I just looked at the lyrics to that bedingfield song again, and MY GOD are they awful.
It seems like something they would put there to protect the courthouse. Like, in case some nutjub wanted to drive his car straight into the courthouse, those things would definitely slow him down.
so which bedingfield song are you talking about? there is one that i am embarrassed to admit that i have in my mp3 library. it is the guy bedingfield. i think he sounds like a homosexual. enough! bye
Psst….Christa…here’s a secret: I am jealous of your friendship with Gina. I want to be able to talk to you about music that is awesome and music that sucks and music I am embarrassed to admit to having in my library! But I can’t because everything in my library is something to be embarrassed about.
g: I am talking about natasha bedingfield and she had a song out called “rain on my skin” and it’s obnoxious beyond hell. wait, it’s called “unwritten” and it’s so lame. natasha is a girl.
you can talk to me about your music marianne. you have good stuff, at least if you’ve been downloading my songs of the day. so even if you aren’t listening to them, they are there, in your library. Good enough for me!
so go on now, tell me about your music.
and maybe you’re right tiffany. those balls would definitely slow down crazy driving-into-the-courthouse guy (or girl, let’s not be sexist).
I guess no one got as big a kick out of them as me. what can I say, I like big balls.
heheheh.
sometimes I think I should be ashamed of my complete lack of maturity, but eh. I am too busy laughing at big balls and beavers.
You should enjoy this then, we’ve had two cases recently: The Kumho Tires (cum ho) and Vagnoni (Vaj-noni) cases. We also get to read and say the word “penal”. There’s the Penal code, penal satisfaction, and penalogists. Am I a 7th grader, or law student?
oh gina that is grand. I LOVE IT.
at least you’re IN law school and laughing at funny names. I’m living vicariously through you, laughing at funny names. so pathetic.
penalogists should be illegal.
i think the homosexual bedingfield that gina was talking about is daniel bedingfield, which i’m embarrassed to know. that one song he had out in 2003 sucked bad, but it was the kind of song that would get stuck in your head and make you want to scream.
Yes its homeland security and art… not bad.