Sunday, February 8, 2009

So here I sit

Today I bought a special treat for myself. It is called Singstar and it is a blast!! I get made fun of and make fun of myself more my singing impairment and my ability to completely make up words to songs. Then years later I will hear a song and exclaim out loud while laughing "Ohhh that's what he says there!!! I thought it was....". So I bought Singstar so i can sing as much as I want, and it has the lyrics, and it will even tell me if I am on key. Not that I care about the on key part of it but whatever. So that was very special fun and enjoyment and I did that for two hours straight tonight, even though my neck is killing me because I did something to it...what? I don't know. But it's hurt for about 5 days now, and the internet says it could be meningitis....really???? AHHH. I don't think so. But if it doesn't get better to the doctor I go. I am taking a jazz class, that is a little more hip hop than jazz. I have never done hip hop, so it is veerrry interesting. I am going to try to get out this week, even though it is wet and muddy and everything, and take some pictures. Wish me luck!!

Friday, February 6, 2009

Beautiful words

Recently I completed the 25 random things about myself post that is going around facebook. The very first one is that most of the time I am thinking in beautiful, lyrical words, but when it comes down to putting the words on paper or computer, I fail miserably. That I think is something important I should work on, along with taking more photographs.

Isn't it interesting how so much can be going on in one small space? I am extremely near sighted, in fact, I have to hold something a mere one inch from my eyes in order to see it. But when I do, I see every minute detail. In the space from one knuckle to the other I found something fascinating. A purple line. A deep purple line that delved into the the cracks of my fingers. I am not sure if it was a marker, paint or a crayon from work, but there it was. A reminder that my days are filled to the brim of childlike fun. Hanging from my finger in that same area was a perfect little droplet, just waiting to kerplunk into the steaming bathwater. Perhaps by narrowing my sights, taking off my glass and looking a lot closer I will find the ability to really and truly see.