Wednesday, October 18, 2006

I Don't Feel Like Dancin'

Sometimes life just whips by in a blur of colour and frustration, wouldn't you say?
It bothers me to no end that I've had no time to write in my blog, and when I have had time I haven't had the inclination.

Life's events as of late:
The god-forsaken course is going well, but not quickly enough. Although I shouldn't complain about that as my "procrastinatious" nature prevents me from getting to work on assignments early or (whaaaa ha ha ha) working ahead. My marks keep improving though. Module One: 84%, Module Two: 88% and Module Three: 93%. Only 4 more modules to go before the exam and the subsequent freedom it will bring. God, how I'm looking forward to having it over and done with.

Porthos. Porthos, Porthos, Porthos... that dog is single-handedly leeching away my life force. At this point in my life I can say in all-honesty (and sheer exhaustion) that I NEVER WANT ANOTHER PUPPY. That's not to say I don't love him, and that's not to say I never want another dog, but his youthful, puppy exhuberance is proving waaaaay too taxing on my patience and my general quality of life. He's into everything constantly, requires non-stop attention and exercise, and he's still not completely house-trained, although it would seem we're getting there. (knock on wood, hug a troll, rub a rabbit's foot, stomp on a smurf... whatever... not takin' any chances) In general, if we can get him out for an hour-long walk each day, he expends some of his energy and remains a happy dog and is content to then just sit and chew on a bone or cuddle up with Cole... but if he has no avenue to burn off the aforementioned energy, he's is a complete terror. The weather as of late (which can be described as nothing short of torrential drenchings) has prevented us from walking him and made him a perfect devil dog. The latest casualty being a PS2 controller wire which he severed while we had company on the weekend. He's cute, and affectionate, and I have no doubt that "One Day" he will be a wonderfully, behaved and social dog, but that day is far, far down the tunnel.

In other news, thanksgiving weekend did not go down without drama. I ended up getting into a verbal scrap with Ted's youngest sister Mel. She and I haven't spoken since this time, and I don't really have any intention of mending fences just yet, because there's still a lot I want to get off my chest with regards to how disrespectful, and dismissive she is with me. Hell, not just with me; with her entire family. I won't go into full detail, but I will summarize by saying she and I will never likely return to the level of camaraderie we once shared before the years of her self-centred antics wore me down to the low opinion I currently have of her. (that and, the stupid shrew almost ran over her 3 year old nephew with her car in one of her infamous temper tantrums.) ....happy thoughts.... happy thoughts.... It's amazing how much anger and resentment I've been harbouring towards her. I don't like it at all.

Blah... to end on a positive note I'm enjoying 2 new CD's: Scissor Sisters "Ta Dah" and Heather Headley "In My Mind". Both filled with wonderful, uniquely artistic music. I'm very pleased with them, and I'm burnin' up my iPod to prove it.

Song of the day.... "I Don't Feel Like Dancin'" by Scissor Sisters.

Wake up in the morning with a head like 'what ya done?'
This used to be the life but I don't need another one.
Good luck cuttin' nothin', carrying on, you wear them gowns.
So how come I feel so lonely when you're up getting down?

So I play along when I hear that favourite song
I'm gonna be the one who gets it right.
You better know when you're swingin' round the room
Look's like magic's solely yours tonight

But I don't feel like dancin'
When the old Joanna plays
My heart could take a chance
But my two feet can't find a way
You think that I could muster up a little soft, shoop devil sway
But I don't feel like dancin'
No sir, no dancin' today.

Don't feel like dancin', dancin'
Even if i find nothin' better to do
Don't feel like dancin', dancin'
Why'd you break down when I'm not in the mood?
Don't feel like dancin', dancin'
Rather be home with no one when I can't get down with you

Cities come and cities go just like the old empires
When all you do is change your clothes and call that versatile.
You got so many colours make a blind man so confused.
Then why can't I keep up when you're the only thing I lose?

So I'll just pretend that I know which way to bend
And I'm gonna tell the whole world that you're mine.
Just please understand, when I see you clap your hands
If you stick around I'm sure that you'll be fine.

But I don't feel like dancin'
When the old Joanna plays
My heart could take a chance
But my two feet can't find a way
You think that I could muster up a little soft, shoop devil sway
But I don't feel like dancin'
No sir, no dancin' today.

Don't feel like dancin', dancin'
Even if i find nothin' better to do
Don't feel like dancin', dancin'
Why'd you break down when I'm not in the mood?
Don't feel like dancin', dancin'
Rather be home with no one when I can't get down with you

You can't make me dance around
But your two-step makes my chest pound.
Just lay me down as you blow it away into the shimmer light.

But I don't feel like dancin'
When the old Joanna plays
My heart could take a chance
But my two feet can't find a way
You think that I could muster up a little soft, shoop devil sway
But I don't feel like dancin'
No sir, no dancin' today.

Don't feel like dancin', dancin'
Even if i find nothin' better to do
Don't feel like dancin', dancin'
Why'd you break down when I'm not in the mood?
Don't feel like dancin', dancin'
Rather be home with no one when I can't get down with you

2 comments:

Jerome said...

1. Procrastinatious. Hooray!

2. I just ordered Scissor Sisters on a whim and faith. Your enthusiasm makes me think it wasn't a mistake.

3. Nice to read from you again.

John said...

1. Hee.

2. I highly recommend both of their albums, although they are sexually explicit. There's no way to really categorize Scissor Sisters. They're a little bit Elton John, a little bit Bee Gees, a little bit dance, a little bit country, a little bit pop, a little bit disco, and a whole lot of camp. Great fun.

3. Thank you. It's always nice to read from you too.