omg...

Here I sit, with a small saucer. On this saucer is half a slice of the most orgasmic apple pie I have ever had the humble priviledge to taste. beatgoddess should be canonized for this pie, yo. Bliss in a flaky crust.

What the hell am I still doing up? I have to get up in an hour. An hour. Looks like it's going to be a double shot of Red Bull kind of day, otherwise I'll be hard pressed to function properly at work. Still, I had some shit to process on paper so at least I didn't waste the night playing Insaniquarium or something, like I've been known to do. But if I'm to get any measure of shuteye, even if I let myself sleep until 7 rather than 6:30, I have to go to bed right the fuck now.

Still working on that Tearwater Tea mix...

...From the Kentucky coal mines to the California sun,
Bobby shared the secrets of my soul.
Through all kinds of weather, through everything that we done,
Hey Bobby baby kept me from the cold.

One day up near Salinas, Lord, I let him slip away,
He's looking for that home and I hope he finds it
But I'd trade all of my tomorrows for one single yesterday
To be holding Bobby's body next to mine...

Freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose,
Nothing, that's all that Bobby left me, yeah,
But feeling good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues,
Hey, feeling good was good enough for me, mmhmm,
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee.

This may be one of the three Janis Joplin songs that I like, but boy howdy does it make me tear up nearly every time I hear it. Especially the bit about trading tomorrows for one yesterday. I can feel that one just above the diaphragm.

They really don't write them like this anymore...

and now a real entry

Boy, this has been a low sleep week. Up late Saturday night doing my hair. Don't remember when I got to bed on Sunday, but I remember it being reasonably late for one reason or another. Got drunk for gossamer_gull's birthday on Monday night, flailed at Haven on Tuesday, stayed up late with g.g. for an even 3 nights on Wednesday gossiping and wandering about a sleeping Northampton in pursuit of Dunkin donuts snackies, subsequently stayed up until five putting some thoughts to paper regarding part of my current state of being. The only reason I am even remotely conscious is because of 2 red bulls, a prayer, a general sense of happiness at being out of the office finally after a late day at work (to add insult to injury...), and looking forward to finishing and mailing a project I've been somewhat obsessing over for the past two weeks, after which I get to finish birkwelch's birthday present. Go me.

Although I should probably get some sleep first. Nah, if I do that I won't manage to roust my ass back out of bed for anything this evening. Grocery shopping's going to suck, as I notice Stop and Shop makes me supertwitchy when I'm tired. Friggin' florescent lighting.

In other news, I ordered some slim double CD jewel cases this morning, as well as some more supplies for the avid mixmaker. I owe folk some CDs, and man, do I need to get crackin'.