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Merry Christmas!
Christmas morning…
Just before the opening of the presents… We’re waiting on my brother, then we find out if Santa brought more than coal.
Good waiting music…
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My favorite Christmas song
So, this song is so beautifully written, part of it is tattooed on me. It’s not a “I’m one of those Christmas lunatics, I have ho ho ho tattooed on my face,” thing, the lyrics are just that good. Tattoo good.
The song, Calling On Mary, is one of two original Christmas songs written by Aimee Mann for her Christmas record, One More Drifter in the Snow. I know I’ve mentioned the record before, it’s a Christmas staple for me. I feel like Aimee really captures the melancholy beauty of Christmas. In adulthood, Christmas still retains its magic, its fun, but there can be romance, loneliness, lost love, introspection, experiences that come with age. Drifter embodies all the facets of Christmas through eyes that have seen decades of Christmases.
There’s still time to enjoy it, buy it on iTunes!
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Happy birthday…
Kitty Jesus
Happy Birthday Kitty Jesus!
May we all learn from His adorable teachings of love.
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Shopping!
So, today we finished the Christmas shopping, my brother and I always go at pretty much Zero Hour. It’s just his way. I personally like the craziness, the decorations, most people look cheerful to be part of the last minute rush. Some dread this hustle and bustle, I think it’s fun.
Though, every year, while waiting in some line or another, I think, “If the zombies came right now, this would be less fun.”
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Fleeting
Kind eyes, midnight eyes meeting my melancholy green.
A conversation in glances, in magnetic looks, learning each other without words.
Her eyes are beautiful and warm and so right now, seeing the me that I am, laid bare, the me without masks, without the choice of presentation. Soothing stormy eyes, calm in a tempest eyes, seeing the me that maybe only God sees.
Soft finger-tips brush my cheek, my chin, my lips.
Then a fleeting kiss.
A fleeting kiss.
A fleeting kiss.
A flash of perfect moments kept in existence with imperfect words.
Lovers not to be, want to be, maybe.
Who knows?
I don’t know.
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Bad day
So, today totally got away from me.
First, I was supposed to get my main vent swapped out for a fresh one, but somehow the lady not only screwed up setting up the new vent, but she also managed to destroy my previously WORKING vent. She kept connecting me to her “experiments,” I couldn’t breathe, it wasn’t fun. Fortunately, I have my not-fucked-with travel vent, making a potentially deadly situation simply… bad. My friend, Maria, was over during this nonsense, so we didn’t get to hang out at all. A supervisor finally came to fix everything, but by then the day was shot.
This is fucking boring.
