Friday, February 27, 2009

the bar series

I
He could fly away from here:
Away from the endless drinks,
The pumping bass,
The incessant small talk.
He could be happy somewhere else.
Peaceful.
But night after night
He returns.
And hopes what?
That here,
Amidst the noise and hectic chaos,
He'll find his peace?
Oh no.
Not here.
This is a false promise
Full of empty desire
And hollow hope.
No.
He will construct his wings and take flight.
He will find his inspiration
Among the clouds and stars,
Where dreams are sent.

II
She could listen to the words sung
Of love and heartbreak
And she'd try and remove herself,
Detach herself from reality.
But the resonation was too true.
And in the middle of the room,
Packed with strangers, and a few she knew,
She wondered if she would stand
Alone forever,
Her only support
The sticky banister,
Her only fill,
The remnants of an Indian dinner.
She wondered if she could be
Happy in this.
If this could be enough.

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

The Study of Dating

Who's your Daddy?
http://www.cnn.com/2009/LIVING/personal/02/11/lw.programmed.to.marry.parents/index.html?eref=rss_topstories

and

Money vs. Man?
http://www.nytimes.com/2009/02/12/fashion/12dating.html?_r=1

Happy Reading!

Thursday, February 12, 2009

A Good Holiday For Music

Ah, St. Valentine's Day. What I like about it: chocolate, flowers, love, valentines, cinnamon candy hearts, champagne. What I don't like about it: crowds, expensive prix fixe dinners, feeling more single than usual. Either way, here is my homage to the day of love. My Valentine's playlist: Love, Loss, and Longing. (A little something for everyone.)

LOVE LOSS LONGING

She’s Mine – Brett Dennen
Brand New Start – Little Joy
My Love (Siik Let Go Remix) – Justin Timberlake
Crack the Shutters - Snow Patrol
Everyday – Vetiver
Sleepy Tigers – Her Space Holiday
Feel.Love.Thinking.Of – Faunts

Let’s Get Lost ~ Elliott Smith
I Tried ~ Matt Costa
White Horse ~ Taylor Swift
Try Again ~ Keane
Tiny Vessels ~ Death Cab for Cutie
A Falling Through - Ray La Montagne
You’re A Cad - The Bird and the Bee

Littlest Things ~ Lily Allen
My Stupid Mouth ~ John Mayer
Dropped – Phantom Planet
Extra Special Guy - Gomez
Tired of Being Alone – Al Green
I Don’t Know – Lisa Hannigan


You can listen to most of the songs at this link http://www.playlist.com/playlist/15078667787

There are 3 songs missing (not available on playlist.com): from the LOVE section Feel.Love.Thinking.Of by Faunts, from the LOSS section You're A Cad by The Bird and the Bee, and from the LONGING section Extra Special Guy by Gomez.

Love to all! xxx

Tuesday, February 03, 2009

I am not invinsible

Funny how some things sort of catch you off guard. You're going along, living your life, and--kerplunk--down drops some obstacle you never expected to appear. Usually, for me, it seems to be some weird health problem that usually only happens to old people: pleurisy, fractured ribs, bronchial infections. The latest one, though, caught me a bit off guard. In late December, this weird rash appeared on my chest, face, and back. It wasn't going away, so I decided to take a trip to my dermatologist. She diagnosed me with pityriasis rosea. It is rare to appear on your face, but this is me, so...While there, I asked her to check out a mole on my right calf. She said it looked fine, but would remove it as a precaution. In. Out. Done. Five days later I got a phone call from my dermatologist telling me the mole was melanoma. I had a little bit of cancer.

Yesterday I went back to remove some of the additional area around where the mole had been. I got a little nervous lying on the paper covered table. A few shots, cuts, stitches, and bandages later, I walked out of the office. I was feeling fine last night. It was uncomfortable, but not too painful. I could walk pretty normally. This morning I woke up and climbed out of bed. My leg hurt pretty bad. So now I am stuck hobbling around. It's kind of tough to teach. My students are calling me Miss Wobbly and like to imitate my limp. They all wanted to hear the story, see the wound. I go back in two weeks to get the stitches removed.

I am not really scared. The survival rate is over 95%. My dermatologist said I caught it really early. But it's weird how something like this can make your realize that you are indeed human. A little part of me always thinks, I take care of myself, eat well, exercise, wear sunscreen, don't smoke, I should be fine. But even trying my best, there are some things that just happen. You just gotta climb over that little bump in the road, and keep moving forward.