Oh her eyes, her eyes Make the stars look like they're not shining Her hair, her hair Falls perfectly without her trying
She's so beautiful And I tell her every day
Yeah I know, I know When I compliment her She wont believe me And its so, its so Sad to think she don't see what I see
But every time she asks me do I look okay I say
When I see your face There's not a thing that I would change Cause you're amazing Just the way you are And when you smile, The whole world stops and stares for awhile Cause girl you're amazing Just the way you are
Her lips, her lips I could kiss them all day if she'd let me Her laugh, her laugh She hates but I think its so sexy
She's so beautiful And I tell her every day
Oh you know, you know, you know I'd never ask you to change If perfect's what you're searching for Then just stay the same
So don't even bother asking If you look okay You know I'll say
When I see your face There's not a thing that I would change Cause you're amazing Just the way you are And when you smile, The whole world stops and stares for awhile Cause girl you're amazing Just the way you are
The way you are The way you are Girl you're amazing Just the way you are
When I see your face There's not a thing that I would change Cause you're amazing Just the way you are And when you smile, The whole world stops and stares for awhile Cause girl you're amazing Just the way you are
Listen to the full song here. You won't regret it.
I keep the shades drawn, and consequently have no idea how nice or bad the weather is.
I sleep so much during the day that I don't sleep well at night, which is not condusive to a successful work day when I start to feel better.
I feel guilty calling in sick to work.
I call in sick to work... unless there's something really important going on... like today's Wellness Fair at work that is about a week too late for me. But at least I got free stuff!
I can't pretend I'm not sick. At least not up close. My friend Golnar used to say I have eyes like a baby because they get all red and watery and sad.
My mom's chicken soup is always welcome.
I start to miss people after a few days. But I don't want anyone to see me when I haven't showered or washed my hair.
I'm jealous that men can put a ball cap over their hair without looking like a total scrounge -- when I put a cap on I look like a scrounge.
Pigtails are my best friend.
Documentaries are even more boring than when I'm well. Even if I care about the subject matter.
I am grateful for pajamas. I bought some cute and comfy ones for my birthday and LOVE them.
One blanket is not enough when I'm laying on the couch.
I drink less water than I do when I'm well, even though I know it should be the other way around.
I am grateful I have no children or anyone else to take care of. I don't remember my mom or dad ever being sick. I'm sure they were, but they just had to power through. I'm enjoying the "revelling in illness" for as long as I can.
It takes me a few days to remember which medication I should probably be taking.
Blog posts sound more clever and interesting in my head than they actually turn out to be.
I am grateful when I finally notice that I feel well again.
Dear landing outside of my front door, Why are you suddenly smelling so odd? And what is that smell? It's like some dentist-office/pulpotomy paste hybrid... I hope you dissipate SOOOON!
Dear Glee, Thank you for your episode this week. It was timely and wonderful and sensitively handled. Wish all of your episodes were so tasteful. p.s. Please consider making this a true ensemble show. Less Rachel would be appreciated.
Dear Total Player, If you want to have a conversation, please call me. I'm bored with the cryptic and "cutesy" texts. I don't get unlimited texting, and I find that a conversation of more than 4 texts is stupid and frustrating. I believe I've told you as much at least twice. Oh, and ask me out. "Hanging out" is not a date; it's just lazy. I've only met you in person one time and I'm not comfortable with hanging out at your place with your roommates that I have never met. You may all be stand-up guys...but you might not. Better safe than sorry, and the old social norms were good for a lot of reasons.
Dear Grey's Anatomy, Re this week's episode: 1) I understand why for narrative's sake why we needed the comic relief of Callie and Arizona stressing out about Owen and Cristina moving out. But, from a logical standpoint I spent the ENTIRE episode wondering why they don't just move into Arizona's apartment? 2) I am thirty-two and a virgin, and I plan to remain so until after marriage. I don't think that makes me a "loser" or "weird" or "pathetic." I think it makes me smart to avoid STDs and unplanned pregnancy. Thanks for treating my valid life choice like it's somehow "wrong." 3) Love that April finally said to her whiney coworkers what the rest of us were thinking. I'm liking her more and more. 4) Please don't have Cristina quit the program! I love her and don't want her to leave!!!!
Dear Besty, Remember when I said I miss getting to see you every day, and you said "remember when we took it for granted?" I do remember, and I think we need to plan a way to make it happen again. I completely adore you.
Dear Marian in Sam's Club's photo department, Thanks for remembering me today, and for saying I look like my mom. It's nice we've become so close this week while I've taken all of my negatives to you. You did a great job, and I'll be a customer for years to come.
Dear 1940s Radio Hour, I'm back and forth, but I think ultimately I'm glad I didn't audition for you. The cast that I know of is brilliantly talented, and I think I'm still enjoying my "free time" a bit too much to give it up just yet. Meanwhile, auditions for two other shows I want to audition for are just a few short weeks away...
Dear weather outside, Thank you for finally acting like October. I'm thrilled to wear my sweaters and cute boots. Three days of rain was a bit much, though. Especially since I seem to get sick every time the weather changes. Oh, well.
p.s. If any of you out there decide you don't want your pumpkin seeds after you carve your pumpkins, please give them to me. With my hand still out of commission I can't de-seed my own :(
Dear place where I work, Boy, you sure know how to throw a party! Thanks again for the pizza, the chance to get to know my coworkers a bit better, and the bajillion arcade tokens. Nice to know I'm still good at skee-ball and Dance Dance Revolution, that I'm too short for most competitive car-racing games, I'm unlucky at Deal or No Deal, and I'm #1 at Wacky Gator. Such a lovely way to spend the better part of Friday afternoon!
Dear people who choose to look at their cell phones/palm pilots/other electronics that light up even after someone has asked them to shut them off for the duration of the play or movie, Guess what? If you're at a play, the actors can see when a previously dark audience suddenly lights up, even if you hold it down near your feet. If you're at a movie, make sure you're the only person there, because otherwise you're going to bother someone. Turn the phone OFF and then keep it in your purse or pocket for the duration of the production. And if someone (me) does have to tell you to put it away, be polite and just do it. I am not trying to pick on you and I'm usually very nice. Obviously it bugged me enough that I just interrupted my theatre enjoyment and missed something onscreen/onstage to talk to you. I did not spend my money just to have you distract me every 10 minutes. Don't make it worse by further acting like a jerk.
Dear Sassyjose, I stand by what I said: I think you're a better Sue Sylvester than Jane Lynch. I want you to go on Glee and play a character that's exactly like Sue, and everyone can see it but her (I don't care how overdone that plot device is). Also, I hope that you get an awesome grade on your paper. Otherwise, I'll have to send some hit men up to Montana on your behalf.
Dear cheaper-than-cheap cell phone, I've said some unflattering, but really I am grateful that you have worked so well for the last six months. You send and receive phone calls with no problems, people hear me, I get my text messages, and it doesn't get stuck. Even though I'll be replacing you soon, I am glad you've been so good to me. I need that after the drama from the previous phone.
(I got this image from Dustin & Becky but though I searched and searched I couldn't figure out the original creator. If I find that person I will give them credit!) (Aaaand of course the image is too big for my page. Sigh. Sorry folks!)
I've been trying to read Jane Eyre since July. I like it a lot. I like that it's told from Jane's point of view and that she is so aware that she probably isn't acting like "other" people do. I love that Mr. Rochester has finally shown up and that he's also kind of an odd duck... and a total sweetheart.
But I've been working on this book since July. That's weird for me. I used to read all the time, but somehow I'm out of practice. Even though I love this book... it's just not part of my routine anymore. I don't read at traffic lights anymore. I don't generally take a break for lunch unless I have plans with someone. When I finally get to bed I'm so exhausted I just want to sleep. Instead, I'm up late getting my stories from TV or theatre or talking with a friend.
I've been listening to Stuff you missed in history class while driving to work and even during work if whatever I'm doing doesn't require a lot of thought (hooray for busywork!). It's fascinating. I'm learning a lot about historical people and events I've always been curious about. I'm even considering sending Sarah and Katie a postcard and asking them to do a podcast on something; I don't know what, yet. It's sad to me that all of that fascinating learning contributed to the near-obliteration of my reading habits. I have a hard time going back and forth from the podcast to the printed page.
I recently borrowed A Tale of Two Cities from Rach and received a couple more books for my birthday that I am really excited to read, but I want to finish Jane Eyre first because, like I said, I am enjoying the book. It's not a matter of it being too dense or long or anything, because it isn't. Whenever I sit to read it goes by really fast. It's just a matter of actually doing it.
Lately I've become more aware of some of my habits; habits I don't like and habits I used to be good at but have somehow lost over time. I'm trying to be better about the foods I eat and actually making the time to excercise, and now I'm adding making time for reading to my unofficial "Habits that are necessary to cultivate RIGHT NOW." Not going to set aside an amount of time, but I think I will set aside a period of time dedicated to reading the scriptures and other things I want to read.
Then I have to stick to it. That's the hard part. And the easy part. Just gotta do it and remind myself to keep doing it every day.
Oh books. I've been neglecting you and I'm sorry. I'll do better. Starting right now.
Turning off my computer and TV, getting ready for bed, and spending some time with Miss Eyre and Mr. Rochester.
Well, I'm about five plays behind in my theatre scrapbook (not including three shows that are done except for captions), and with my arm still out of commission I won't be making any headway on them in the very near future. I haven't even printed out photos from my last two plays.
So, I've been working on some other photo projects. Have you ever noticed that there are dozens of ways to store and display old photos? Film negatives, scrapbooks, photo albums, cork boards, frames, memory cards, photo-sharing sites, digital files... I will probably be working on these projects for the rest of my life. That's okay. I'm having fun!
Now that my scanner works again, I spent quite some time last week scanning photos from junior high and high school. Fun fact: I remember more names of junior high people than high school. I love the memories! I was so fresh-faced and scrawny back then. above: First day of seventh grade below: Summer after Senior year Also, this weekend I finally got around to going through all of my film negatives and sorting them. Today I took a test batch to Sam's Club and had them scan them onto a CD for me. I shopped around a bit and decided on Sam's Club because they actually had time to answer all of my questions and their prices are reasonable. Looking at the CD the resolution is great! And the photos are adorable, if I say so myself (no, they are not all of me). Here are a few. I'm so excited!
Now that I know how well it works, I'll be taking more negatives in later this week. I've been meaning to do this for at least a year. It's nice to actually be doing it.
Now to finish organizing all of my digital photos and videos and burn them onto DVDs... oh man.
Never ending.
And I don't plan to stop taking new ones any time soon.
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