Mel's Puddle of Thought

mel's puddle of thought ...
"... And I have to speculate that God himself Did make us into corresponding shapes like Puzzle pieces from the clay :: from "such great heights", track two on the postal service's album "give up" :: Tuesday, January 28, 2003 I can just feel the political anxiety. I can't wait until I'm writing the State of the Union... You know what congress needs? Thunder sticks. The Democrats and the Republicans could each have a different color, and then, when they hear something they like, they wouldn't have to worry about standing up/sitting down, on and on, they could just raise their thunder sticks up and bang together like the obnoxious teenagers we all know are opressed in there somewhere. I mean, they could still stand... they just wouldn't have to. Some of those congressmen and really getting on in years. (All the congresswomen, of course, are looking great....way to go girls!) The use of color coordinated thunde sticks would also make it easier to judge which remarks are best recieved by which side, and when a true bipartisan remark was said, we would really know it. Anyway, everybody's favorite boyfriend Thomas adds to this already brilliant idea by suggesting they hire someone to walk up and down the isles shouting "... Thundersticks, get your thundersticks here...." I think this is a great idea. Then maybe we can give that extra revenue to the schools, so they don't have to raise my tuition next year... And if that's not enough, they can always start seling peanuts too... Oh, and Something Corporate is the best band ever. Check them out at Something Corporate's Official Site . this written by Mel at 7:23 PM Friday, January 24, 2003 This has probably been the worst week of my life. Granted, this has probalby been a worse week for other people I know. My house has been invaded by Gayle and her family (yes, all of them, including the son we never see, and the baby and the baby's dad.... ) after the death of her ex-husband, who appariantly lived out here. Then my aunt Michelle lost her baby. It's been a sucky week. I guess my week hasn't been anywhere near this drastic, but I still feel this slow and silent eroding within myself. I hate it when I get like this, but certain circumstances have come together to force me to do some serious searching within myself. Did I tell you all I'm not going to Spain. Well, I'm not. Anyway, that's not really the problem here. The problem is, I was all set to transfer to UNC, I mean, the applicaiton is still waiting for me on-line, just begging for the $40 processing fee. FAFSA is all ready to be filled out. I was so convinced. And then, it just changed. A compleate 180. I mean, I know nothing has changed, I know it, but it feels like it has. I guess my reaction has changed.... I think that any number of these things at different times would have been no biggie. But together, it's enough to make me stop and think. I was walking through Alderich Park (at the school) the other day and I actually stoped and said "Wow. I can't do this. There's just no way. Wow." I'm still waiting for my mind to change back, but it isn't, and now I just have to wonder. I mean, I don't know, this probalby makes no sence whatsoever. So I'm not going to Spain. I'm not going anywhere. this written by Mel at 6:25 PM Wednesday, January 15, 2003 Oh Wow! Guess what! My mom got asked out. Like on a date. By a P.I. But he doesn't wear a trench coat. I asked. I guess that's okay. I think she should go out with him anyway. I mean, there's still the possibility that he has one of those cool P.I. hats . . . this written by Mel at 4:42 PM Sunday, January 12, 2003 Journal of a Girl who is not Melissa ... Part One Yay! I am going to Spain! Screw the best thing that ever happend to me.... Spain!, here I come! OmG! That cute guy in at the supermarket! The one at the Deli counter! He talked to me!!! I know I've sort of already committed myself to John Mayer, but I think George and I really have a shot at something special here.... I mean, he really cares if I want regular or thin sliced bacon! I think I'm in love. OmG! It just hit me.... I haven't washed my hair in four days and I was buying bacon. How unromantic. Maybe I should go back and expain that a giant sewer rat lives underneith my shower, and the only way to appease him is thickly sliced bacon.... maybe he'll reallize how desperately I need him to love me, to save me, to kill the giant sewer rat named Ron. I mean, if I don't hurry, I might miss him. What if he goes off shift? I mean, I knew his old schedual by heart, but I lost the new schedual. What if Ron tries to eat me before I can get to George.... I'd better leave right the very minu....... this written by Mel at 3:44 PM To Go, or Not to Go.... that is the Question..... Thank you April.... who is the best. This is not, by the way, a compleately paid endorcement. I really need to do work... it's crazy how far I fall behind when Tom is here. There goes the whole, yeah, we're okay living together thing... hmm..... I wish there was debate here. Well, I guess I should consentrate on April now.... this written by Mel at 1:58 PM	links to people: :: beverly's homepage :: :: beverly's journal :: :: tom's blog :: :: my blog's name is jennifer ... mackenzie's journal :: :: insanity is contagious...kunal's journal :: :: gary's kustace :: links to music: :: something corporate's official Site :: :: david crowder band :: :: dave matthews band :: :: dave matthews in brazil :: :: the get up kids :: :: further seems forever :: :: relient k :: links to neat stuff: :: it's walky! WIIGII! :: :: pvp :: :: the visual thesaurus :: :: maystar :: :: arr.... how to talk like a pirate :: :: the X Prize :: current book: lolita by Vladimir Nabokov. newest cd: "give up" by the postal service "destination beautiful" by mae "treats" from barsuk records "we have the facts and we're voting yes" by death cab for cutie "you can play these songs with chords" by death cab for cutie "something about areoplanes" by death cab for cutie "this is a pinback cd" by pinback "tell all your friends" by taking back sunday "a mark, a mission, a brand, a scar" by dashboard confessional "ok go" by ok go "how to start a fire" by further seems forever "two wrongs don't make a right... but three do" by relient k "transatlanticism" by death cab for cutie "the moon and antarctica" by modest mouse "on a wire" by the get up kids in the mail: big news: I'm gettin married.... email me about anything