Entry 34.5

“Truce” by Dresden Dolls

You can have Washington, I’ll take New Jersey
You can have London but I want New York City

I should get Providence – I’ve got a job now
Los Angeles – obvious – that's where you belong now

You can have Africa, Asia, Australia,
As long as you keep your hands off Cafe Pamplona
We can split Germany right down the middle
You'd hate it there anyway
Take Berlin and we’ll call it even

You can take all of the carry-on baggage
I'll trade the saskia jokes for the alphabet language

And special occasions we'll split between parents
Who forced us to hate them on alternating weekends

You call it over and I call you psycho
Significant other?
Just say we were lovers and we'll call it even
We'll call it even

I am the ground zero ex-friend you ordered
Disguised as a hero to get past your borders
I know when I’m wanted, I’ll leave when you ask me to
Mind my own business and speak when I’m spoken to

I am the tower around which you orbited
I am not proud, I am just taking orders
I fall to the ground within hours of impact
I hit back when hit
And attack when attacked

You get Route 2 between Concord and Lexington
I want Mass Ave from the square to my apartment

And if we should meet through some misunderstanding
I’ll be very sweet, very patient, and forgiving
(Now get off my side of the state)

And if we should see one another in passing
Despite these techniques, there is sometimes no avoiding
(There must be some kind of mistake)

We'll raise high the white flags and bow heads and shake hands
Declaring the land we're on un-American
We'll call it even
We’ll call it even

I am the tower around which you orbited
I am not proud, I am just taking orders
I fall to the ground within hours of impact
I hit back when hit
And attack when attacked

And I am an accident waiting to happen
I'm laughing like mad while you strangle the captain
My place may be taken but make no mistake
From a little black box I can say without shame
That you've lost, that you’ve lost
Do you know what you've lost?

So take whatever you'd like
I'll strike like the States on fire
You won't sleep very tight
No hiding
No safe cover
Make your bed and now lie
Just like you always do
You can fake it for the papers but I’m on to you, I’m on to you

So take whatever you'd like
I'll strike like the States on fire
You won't sleep very tight
No hiding
No safe covers
Make your bed and now lie
Just like you always do
You can fake it for the papers but I’m on to you....
I’m on to you, I’M ON TO YOU, I’M ON TO YOU!





Yeah, the night too a decidedly sharp turn for the worse.

entry 34

So, life's been pretty good. Nothing much more to report.
Got some Hitchcock to watch, picked up on Cal Lightman for a bit, made some pancakes.
Life's good.

Angel

Entry 33

It's official, I'm sick.

I've got a nasty cough, my head is fuzzy (inside, and on top, but the on top is entirely incidental to the sickness,) and I've more mucus inside my nostrils than they had on hand during Ghostbusters.

It sounds like every cold, but the specific symptoms all work together to make it damn near impossible to sleep. The mucus makes me turn into a mouth breather, the cough makes mouth breathing painful, and the fuzz makes it impossible to think of a solution.

For the first time in a year, I'm on medication. Ibeuprofen and allergy meds for me, just in case it will do anything, but I don't think it really is. I'm saddened by my immune system, which is usually so top notch. But you can't really blame it, I mean I do workout every day which is going to compromise it. And then I've been out in the snow, wet for hours at a time, so I'm sure that's not helping. All of ROTC is basically setting themselves up for illnesses, and it shows. I'm not at all the only one in this predicament.

The only serious issue is that I have a test tomorrow and the APFT on  Monday. I'm hoping to just stay out of remedial at this point, screw the score.
Ugh, my brain is too covered in fuzzy fungus and carpet to continue,
Angel

Entry 32

Word to the wise: Apparently logic is stored in the penis, if possible avoid those without one.

PT was great today, I feel exhausted, which is almost as good as feeling happy. To quote myself, because yeah, I'm that awesome :P "Exhaustion and happiness aren't the same thing, but either way it's only going to be one or the other that will get you to sleep tonight."

I've got a full day of classes ahead of me, so I'm going to take a half hour nap and then hit the books (and by hit the books, I mean notebooks, because I have yet to actually buy books...) for an hour and a half until I leave for class.

Hereeeeeee's Johnny!

Angel

Oh, how I hate being right

So let's just say, hypothetically, that a friend of a friend puts up some pictures of that friend of yours on facebook. You don't really know they guy who took the pictures, other than that one time you met him and he was half-lusting after your other friend at the table you were eating at (that you also happen to have a nice sized crush on.) After eating you make a joke about it to her, and she outright rejects the idea and says stuff to the tune of "No way, he's too 'insert bad quality'" or "Eww, don't like him like that." You laugh it off, but it's still there, and you're pretty sure you were just lied to at no-miss range.

Awkward anecdote aside, you go, "Hey! I want to see those!" so you start looking through them.

So you see some photos of friends and then you click just one too many times for your own good. Yeah, that friend you had a major league crush on and have problems letting go of is hanging all over that good-guy-yet-kinda-creepy kid from before.

What does a person do? You were lied to, and it hurts a lot just to be reminded of something you lost out on, but top that with the quick recovery-rebound onto the good little boy, and you're not happy. You might not even be angry, but you're upset and it feels like a person should do something in this situation.

You can't do anything to the guy, cause he's just collateral damage. Can't do anything to her, it's worse than Clark Kent and kryptonite. Sending a strongly worded message just seems pointless. Ignoring it is really the best option, too bad it doesn't work that way. So what's a boy to do? Nothing. Nothing at all. Out of sight, out of mind.

I'm going to go read more of Kevin Roose's book, Unlikely Disciple: a sinner's semester at America's holiest university. It's a quality read, and should be mandatory for anyone who is attempting to see something through someone else's eyes. Basically a kid from Brown goes to Liberty University (run by the late Jerry Falwell, the guy who said "The homosexual steamroller is literally going to kill our families," and obviously doesn't know what 'Literally' means.) He writes about his undercover semester in Bible Boot Camp (not to be confused with the real Bible Boot Camp which, oh so sadly, is shut down.)

It's a good read.

Anyways, the product of this post is... nothing! Yay!

Hah,
Angel

Entry 31

Cat definitely just shattered a glass vase. Goddamnit.

Anyways, ruck yesterday went well. I froze my foot off, but beyond that no snags. Just a bit of the blaire witch project while I was out, just a little residual pain in my left toes when I got back, nothing too serious.

Once again, a day of nothing Going for a walmart run, dropping some things off at Hastings'. Hopefully eating something decent (all I had yesterday was mcdonald's, eggs and pizza.)

Got called a White Knight a few minutes ago, I'm not sure how to take that.

Anyways, that's all for now,
Angel

Entry 30

Cat is pissing me off.
He's just being a dick.

I came home last night to toilet paper strewn across the floor everywhere. All night he was tipping things over. And this morning he keeps knocking (that is one weird lookin' word) things over and pulling things down. He's getting the shower if he keeps this up.

Last night I played some Munchkin, which is always a good time. But I got bored, so I left. I was winning at the time too, which amused me.

Beyond that, no report. Need to work out today, and nothing on my schedule. I need to pay for my cat to live here (like 8 days ago this was 'due', but she's nice and hasn't come asking for it,) but that's all.

Female 3 has been talking to me a lot. I'm not sure if it's something I want to pursue if her intentions are as I think they are. She's attractive, bubbly and fun. Her friends are annoying, but that's easily managed. There's an awkwardness to the whole situation though, and that is really the only thing I worry about besides her health (as per my previous relationships.) I am also aware I am a rebound to an extent, and my sudden interest in women outside of my little circle is also an act of desperation on my part, just trying to keep my head above the water.

Sigh, who knows, maybe it's all just a case of the winter blues,

Angel