Fluffy Ann

Monday, October 25, 2004

Number Twenty

Mood: Ahhhh... That fresh I-just-woke-up feeling.

Yesterday, my pastor said the following word with a short i on the second i: intrigued
Kenny and I almost broke out laughing in the middle of the service. I was like, "Hey, Kenny! He said intrigued."
After the service, Sam was telling about this time in like eighth or ninth grade that he wore Tommy. Some guys from another school wore TH, and for some reason Sam can't remember, he wanted to be associated with them. So, anyway, one day, he was wearing a Tommy jacket, and one of those guys from the other school was like, "Hey, Sam, I really like your jacket." Sam said that he thought, "I AM THE COOLEST GUY!!!!!!"
Anyway, that's all for now. I need to go walk/run. My neurologist appointment is tomorrow!!! Yeah!!!!!!!

All the words denoting "wuss" are feminine: pansy, pussy, sissy, girl. I despise that.

Saturday, October 23, 2004

Number Nineteen

Quote for the Day: "I feel like I'm going to throw up with all this knowledge." (Steven Doss)
Song: "Sunday morning rain is falling
Steal some covers, share some skin
Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable
You twist to fit the mold that I am in."
("Sunday Morning," Maroon 5)

Monday, October 18, 2004

Number Eighteen

"Lazy yellow moon comin’ up tonight, shinin’ through the trees,
Crickets are singin’ and the lightning bugs are floatin' on the breeze
Baby get ready.....

Across the field where the creek turns back by the 'ole stump road
I’m gonna take you to a special place that nobody knows
Baby get ready.....ooooooooooooooo

You and me going fishin' in the dark,
Lying on our backs and counting the stars
Where the cool grass grows.
Down by the river in the full moon light,
We’ll be fallin’ in love in the middle of the night,
Just movin’ slow...

Stayin’ the whole night through, feels so good to be with you..."

"Fishin' in the Dark," Nitty Gritty Dirt Band

Wednesday, October 13, 2004

Number Seventeen

"Judge Temple retired towards his dwelling with that kind of feeling, that many a man has experienced before him, who discovers, after the excitement of the moment has passed, that he has purchased pleasure at the price of misery to others." (James Fennimore Cooper, The Pioneers)

There is nothing like screwing up something that you have worked so hard to maintain and realizing that you have hurt someone else and yourself in the process. All for the sake of a brief moment of pleasure. It is never worth it. Keep that in mind. It is never worth it.

Monday, October 11, 2004

Number Sixteen

"I am colorblind
Coffee black and egg white
Pull me out from inside
I am ready
I am ready
I am ready
I am
Taffy stuck, tongue tied
Stutter shook and uptight
Pull me out from inside
I am ready
I am ready
I am ready
I am...fine
I am covered in skin
No one gets to come in
Pull me out from inside
I am folded, and unfolded, and unfolding I am
Colorblind
Coffee black and egg white
Pull me out from inside
I am ready
I am ready
I am ready
I am...fine
I am.... fine
I am fine"

Counting Crows, "Colorblind"

"When I see you, a blanket of stars covers me in my head." (Counting Crows)

Number Fifteen

Quote: "The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful sap me and steal my breath...
Tell me that we belong together. Dress it up with the trappings of love. I'll be captivated, I'll hang from your lips..." ("I'll Be," Edwin McCain)

Saturday, October 09, 2004

Number Fourteen

Quote: "How it is I know not; but there is no place like a bed for confidential disclosures between friends." (Herman Melville, Moby Dick)

"truly to enjoy bodily warmth, some small part of you must be cold, for there is no quality in this world that is not what it is merely by contrast. Nothing exists in itself. If you flatter yourself that you are all over comfortable, and have been so a long time, then you cannot be said to be comfortable any more. But if, like Queequeg and me in the bed, the tip of your nose or the crown of your head be slightly chilled, why then, indeed, in the general consciousness you feel most delightfully and unmistakably warm. For this reason a sleeping apartment should never be furnished with a fire, which is one of the luxurious discomforts of the rich. For the height of this sort of deliciousness is to have nothing but the blanket between you and your snugness and the cold of the outer air. Then there you lie like the one warm spark in the heart of an arctic crystal." (Moby Dick, "Nightgown")

I will from this time forward periodically be quoting passages from Moby Dick.

Friday, October 08, 2004

Number Thirteen

There is this girl here at Troy that I swear has a severe case of neurosis ("Any of various mental or emotional disorders, such as hypochondria or neurasthenia... involving symptoms such as insecurity, anxiety, depression, and irrational fears, but without psychotic symptoms such as delusions or hallucinations"). On second thought, she might have the delusions, too. Whatever the case, I think one could form an entire psychological study from just this one girl. I mean, I have only met one other person in my lifetime who was this psychologically disturbed... There is no logical coherence to her thoughts. Half the time when conversing with her, I am thinking, "WHAT!?!? Where did that come from??"