aimless love

But my heart is always propped up in a field on its tripod, ready for the next arrow. billy collins

Wednesday, August 2, 2006

burning down the house

i'm feeling particularly lazy today... just don't feel like doing anything productive, and really resent the time I spend on my volunteer professional organization work (which is what I had promised myself I would DO today). I'm not completely sure what this resentment is about. I do know that

1) I want lots of other people to be involved
2) I prefer working WITH others face to face or at least in close proximity, vs working alone at my computer
3) I worry that the organization is a bit bogus... just not enough people involved to make it meaningful - REALLY... except that I do think the work is meaningful and important... I just don't have the time to really devote to it, and not enough other people are working at making it meaningful, and relevant to other professionals in similar fields.

Take Art Therapy - it's a field that is related, and while there are a lot of people who would be quick to dismiss it, it has a LOT of people volunteering to promote it. For example, check out this site or check out this site which I guess is a collection of blog entries from several blogs?

or a gazillion other art therapy sites I could send you to... ok, enough...

I will try to get my act together and do a little work. I just need some Diet Coke, and Talking Heads - I got the CD of Speaking in tongues for my birthday, and can you believe, that I haven't even opened it???? But I'm sure if I put on some tunes and have a little caffeine, I'll be fine....

or not... I just tried to download the CD on my computer only to discover my computer won't read the CD side of the two-sided dual disk... BOOOOOOOOO! hiss. The CD works on my portable CD player and I could buy the album on iTunes, but I have the CD and don't want to spend another $8.91... I'll stop whining now, and try to get back to work...

Watch out
You might get what youre after
Cool babies
Strange but not a stranger
Im an ordinary guy
Burning down the house

Hold tight wait till the partys over
Hold tight were in for nasty weather
There has got to be a way
Burning down the house

Heres your ticket pack your bag: time for jumpin overboard
The transportation is here
Close enough but not too far, maybe you know where you are
Fightin fire with fire

All wet
Hey you might need a raincoat
Dreams walking in broad daylight
Three hun-dred six-ty five de-grees
Burning down the house

It was once upon a place sometimes I listen to myself
Gonna come in first place
People on their way to work baby what did you except
Gonna burst into flame

My house
Sout of the ordinary
Thats might
Dont want to hurt nobody
Some things sure can sweep me off my feet
Burning down the house

No visible means of support and you have not seen nuthin yet
Everythings stuck together
I dont know what you expect starring into the tv set
Fighting fire with fire


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