marmalade dreaming

Wednesday, March 30, 2005

in some shopping centers every here and there you get a miniature communal lounge room. there's a few comfy chairs, a rug, sometimes a coffee table and maybe even an artificial plant. and that's where the bored and tired people sit, watching everybody else, surrounded by their friend's bags, while their friend is off doing something that they can't be bothered to do. anyway, today i ended up having to walk past one of these lounge rooms four times in the space of about 15 minutes, and i felt stupid. everytime i walked past i felt them watching me. and the first time, i can cope with that, but by the fourth time i'm feeling like a dork. life is just a bit embarrassing sometimes.

"you'll say don't fear your dreams...it's easier than it seems...you'll say you'd never let me fall from hopes so high...but never is a promise and you can't afford to lie" - fiona apple

Monday, March 21, 2005

some little things that make me smile:

* getting my favourite car park pay station attendant when driving out of westfield
* ordering a strawberry smoothie from a familiar cafe and knowing it will taste just as brilliant as last time
* adopting, cleaning and personalising weird, old, cobweb-infested pieces of furniture
* preparing to go somewhere a bit special with veruca salt playing in the background
* singing songs from 'josie and the pussycats' in the shower, loudly, when nobody else is home
* rediscovering memories of early teenage years through old letters and youth group yearbooks
* being told that we get to keep the left-over cadbury easter eggs from a function my mum organised
* drinking from one of those miniature straws that comes with drinks in small glasses
* finding out that the last row in a block of chocolate is actually the second last row
* remembering that i own a particular cd
* sorting out and reorganising all my favourite junk
* knowing that i'm fluent in the senseless language that is english (well, close enough)
* seeing newspaper advertisements for 'the producers' and almost being bothered to start counting down the days
* answering 'yes' when kids at the childcare center ask me if i live there, just for kicks
* going somewhere new and seeing a teeny tiny bit more of this crazy world
* super ted
* trying to work out by ear as many counting crows songs as i can on the piano
* watching the reflection of the water in the bird-feeder on a nearby tree trunk
* having a substantial supply of spices in the pantry, even if we rarely use them
* making scribbly patterns when testing out a whole lot of pens
* refreshing my inbox after a few minutes and finding a new email

"kiss by catch we cast a spell so crimes may go unseen...that dirty shame i hate so well puts on a coat of clean" - somebody??