live a little dream, leave a little mess

Love me now while we're alive,
it's the best that we can do.
we'll have no time upon cloud nine,
so heaven on earth will have to do
I can sing like a bird, and dance like a demon
and I do it all so well...
cause I made a deal with the devil, and when I die,

I'm going straight to hell.

Friday, June 25, 2010

curbside prophecy

did you ever notice how everything just piles up at once?

when it rains it pours, the storm after calm waters. tidal waves of obligation. everything you want to accomplish and can't seem to handle rolled into one weekend. and you know there's nothing to follow but stillness... but as I stare down the barrel of the first of three potentially chaos-driven days - and nights - I can't help but think that this time, it might just be too much...

In the next few short days, I am nothing less than obligated to A) pack up a years worth of memories in one elongated evening; B) perform a months worth of rehearsals on four separate occasions; and C) learn four months worth of 2401A: philosophy of human communication in one desperate all-nighter for an inconveniently placed final....

and despite the chaos, I haven't been this excited for a single week in a very, long, time.
life is pretty fucking great right now.

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