cymry | lalalala... ignite!

made it thru the 2nd overnite in a row without too much pain. if i never see another Romance book as long as i live, it will be too soon, but D and i did have fun mocking some of the covers/titles/authors. i think our collective favorite was the mystery author named G.M. Ford and the cover of a Fabio-looking guy sprawled on a bed with red satin sheets poised to growl seductively and lick his lips. we couldn't stop laughing (which, considering it was 3am and we'd been moving the Romance section for 2 days, might be easily explained). but everything's all moved around (even if i didn't get to play with the sci-fi section), i can now direct a customer to any book in the Romance section with my eyes closed, and i'm not working again til tomorrow afternoon. maybe i'll even get some sleep in there somewhere...

gonna take off in a couple of hours to meet a bunch of friends from high school. i haven't heard from Blondie since Monday, so i hope no one changed the date or time on me. i'm a lot less nervous than i was (hurrah for lack of sleep), so i'm planning on just taking things in stride. the fact that i get to listen to my new CDs on the way downtown is brightening up my day considerably.

the new Faith and the Muse CD roxxors. (i'll bring yours to work tomorrow nite, 'fana). it's different (there are at least 2 songs that are danceable, which threw me for a loop), but i mostly like it. that makes 2 where William Faith sings... he really should do it more often, as he's got a great voice, and it's a nice change from Monica Richards. the new Unto Ashes is okay, there are a couple of good songs. have yet to listen to the sampler and the compilation (will be doing that tonite). new mix CDs will soon be in the making... (note to self: i owe iopha a mix CD, don't i?)

THE BURNING SEASON - F&TM

i'm having a weak moment
a moment that may not end
lonely in my own skin
everything is changing everything seems changed
as if quietly replaced by something souless
burn it down
what happened to the spirit with all its endless strength
did they swallow her up and put me in her place
did i grow within my shadow or simply melt around myself
the human put back on the shelf
i have seen through the eyes of the opposition
the one who defines my failure
at touching that place in the heart where emotions
bow their heads in wonder
(effortless oracle - keeper of mysteries)
you have encountered me familiar with my immediacy
in a wisp of melody a negelected phrase unexpectedly heartfelt
in this world i may tap you on the shoulder
ignite burning down your effigies
ignite burning down your seems of change
i inhabit that one region where the mind enthralls and lulls the image
where my youth and life and bloom are forever fervent
where my eyes ignite with existence
we are all of us a moment
our lives a simple sun