Thinking out loud...
I can't touch her, but I can feel her.
I can't see her, but I can see forever.
I can't put my arms around her, but I can't let go.
It breaks my heart, but it makes my heart pound.
It's way too much to handle, but I can't seem to get enough.
If it ended tomorrow, I would be so very thankful that it ever happened at all.
Unfortunately, I can't blog about all that has been going on lately. To sum up the weekend, I didn't get to sleep until 4 AM Saturday morning and Sunday morning. Here's the spaces in between...
I went to see 40 Year Old Virgin with Amber. The chest waxing scene had me in tears. It was so funny. It also made me reconsider my own chest situation. I like movies that make you think. We went to the theater in Florence and it was very nice. I think I've decided that I'm never going to a movie in Decatur again. The theaters there are so crappy. Years of spilled soft drinks, popcorn butter, bodily fluids, and no telling what else, caked up on the seats... yeah, not a good thing. You would think at 8 bucks a pop they could afford to make them a little nicer. Got an interesting phone call at 3:30 AM Saturday morning.
On four hours sleep, I worked 9-3. Right before I left, I somehow hit my head really hard on the bathroom doorway. It left a big knot and my head ended up hurting the rest of the day and all day Sunday. Anyhow, came home, changed clothes, and headed to Kyle's. We headed up to Nashville for Shane's surprise birthday party. On the way up, I got to see Kyle curse at an insect and a hamburger topping. That was interesting. We arrived at Shane's about 6:30. When I walked in the door and saw his wife's parents and a couple of other 40-something couples and their kids, I knew this was going to be a blast. Fortunately, there were a few single people there, including one guy who looked exactly like Jared from Subway. Unfortunately, he didn't bring any sandwiches. I also learned the names of all four Wiggles... Murray, Jeff, Anthony.... er, I seem to have forgotten the fourth Wiggle. When you walk into a party and spot four Wiggles dolls, you know it's happenin'. Despite that, we left the party kinda early. Sarah, Kyle, and I headed downtown for a bit. Buffalo Billiards had a waiting list so we went over to the Tin Roof and some other places I had never been before and listened to Henry Murphy & The Seahawks and some other really good band. I was really dozing off on the way home. Woke up to hear the radio talking about Big Foot in Ohio and giants. Weird. Got home about 2:00, I think.
Mostly rested. Did laundry. Went to Wal-Mart, where I got three new CD's, among other stuff: Weezer's latest, SmashMouth's Greatest Hits, and Will Smith's Greatest Hits. (I know, you're wishing you could hear them right now.) The greatest hits were like ten bucks, so I couldn't pass them up. Went running. And that was about it.
OK, that's it for now. Guess I'm gonna go and see what Katrina does. A couple of people have asked how it's affecting me. Very fortunate here to be 300 miles inland. They're still expecting flooding and possible tornadoes and power outages in this area. Some of the schools here are even letting out early today. This is a big one. Thoughts and prayers are with those in danger.
You had to be there
"What are you guys doing up here?"
"Uh... we're measuring each other."
"Wears high heels when she exercises. Ain't that beautiful..."
"Uhh, you do know that was out loud, don't you?"
"You know the Wiggles?"
"Yep, Murray, Jeff, Anthony, and _____."
"Wow, you rattled those off like John, Paul, George, and Ringo."
"What's the other guy... Captain Swordfish or something?"
"You look hot, Sarah... temperature-wise, I mean."
"You're really good with kids. When are you going to become a Mom?"
"Are you volunteering to help?"
"Hey, can one of you guys change the light bulb?"
"Uhh, I'll get the light bulb. Kyle, see if you can help her with her problem."
"If you said goodbye to me tonight, there would still be music left to write. What else could I do? I'm so inspired by you. That hasn't happened for the longest time..."