Thursday, October 16, 2008

The Script




EAR CANDY ALERT.


...What am I gonna to do when the best part of me was always you/ and what am I suppose to say when I'm all choked up and your ok / I'm falling to pieces yeah / I'm falling to pieces yeah /I'm falling to pieces (One still in love while the other ones leaving / I'm falling to pieces (Cos when a heart breaks no it don't breakeven)... Breakeven - The Script


Yeah, that would have been an apt song a few months ago. Am recovering nicely and have advanced to the hi-hello stage. At least I can say hello again without that all too familiar multiple stabs in the chest. And I can say that with finality even when my heart has taken a vacation. But the world is too wonderful and bizarre to ignore --- there are a lot of other things to take marvel at and test your capacity for feeling.


Caught the tailend of The Script video (The Man That Can't Be Moved) and was sucked in into a spinning spiral of obsession. Started downloading the song which lead to another...and another....so right now I am waiting for Limewire to complete the album. So far, I have : We Cry, The Man Who Can't Be Moved, Talk You Down , Breakeven and The End Where I Begin.


Which are all heartbreakingly lovely.


Seems like the boys of the Script are all struggling over some form of heart absentia. Which is a bit delightful as the bastards of the xy variety can be such inhuman gnomes. Or maybe I am just being an embittered crone. Who cares, we all have to move on some day.


Sometimes we don't learn / From our mistakes / Sometimes we've no choice but to walk away/ away/ Tried to break my heart / Well it's broke / Tried to hang me high / Well I'm choked / Wanted rain on me / Well I'm soaked / Soaked to the skin / It's the end where I begin / It's the end where I begin - It's The End Where I Begin The Script


Reading a borrowed copy of Anthony Bourdain's "Search for the Perfect Meal" (or something or other...so sue me.) It's perfectly delicious and definitely appeals to the barely hidden inner gourmand. Another tome to add to my Christmas lust list. Right next to an IPod Classic, a pair of black chucks, an external hard drive and a DSL connection. Sigh. It's tough being a drone.


I have 6 days worth of music in my PC. I need a new IPOD. I can only cram 250+ songs in the shuffle and it's getting frustrating. Downloaded "Love Is Noise" by The Verve as well.


Frack. I need to get some sleep. But I am still downloading the album. Ha ha.


The Pity Party Chronicles part 1


" How can I work when I am not happy with my team?"

Me : " Well, if you honestly believe that you are doing the right thing then I don't think that their opinion should count."

" They keep on leaving me, I've been trying to get along with them since Tranche 1 and it's not happening."

Me : "There is no use fighting with a woman who is pregnant. Their hormones drive them insane. Talk to *bleep*. I am sure she can see things objectively."

" I am thinking about leaving in March."

Me : "Err....."


No. I was not talking to myself.

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