If I were a rich man
Jul. 24th, 2003 01:06 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
birdspiritlandIt is too damn early in the morning to be writing a journal entry. Which is probably precisely why I'm doing it, right?
During work today, the strangest feeling hit. I wanted, no, NEEDED, to listen to They Might Be Giants desperately. "Birdhouse In Your Soul" has been running through my head obsessively. It's like needing a fix of something, or a good, stiff drink. And what should happen, but I get home and the only thing that I can find that's even remotely close is Circus Contraption. Oh well--such is fate of a part-time library page.
Well, on to the title of this page--"If I were a rich man". The rich part is figuring really heavily in my life right now. I get paid next week, but I'm supposed to be saving money for school this fall. Except I'm not sure that I want to go to school this fall. I hate having doubts. I should really just do it. But at the same time, I also have an overwhelming desire to go out shopping and spend an entire paycheck at thrift stores of various types, Spartacus, Another State of Mind, and other sundry places of amusement. Any ideas?
As to the "man" part, I've been feeling short-tempered and wanting immediate gratification all night. Not that all men are like this, mind you. But I would dearly love to go out for a drink, some dancing to pounding music while flirting with the cute girl across the room, and then some good, solid fucking with my love and a couple of other people(no one in particular). I need physical activity, instant gratification, and social contact, goddammit.
Oh--Tyson and I went to see "Muppets Take Manhattan" today at the Forest Theater. I feel a mixture of silly and proud to admit that I cried at the end. It's so simple, so sincere. I love the Muppets!
During work today, the strangest feeling hit. I wanted, no, NEEDED, to listen to They Might Be Giants desperately. "Birdhouse In Your Soul" has been running through my head obsessively. It's like needing a fix of something, or a good, stiff drink. And what should happen, but I get home and the only thing that I can find that's even remotely close is Circus Contraption. Oh well--such is fate of a part-time library page.
Well, on to the title of this page--"If I were a rich man". The rich part is figuring really heavily in my life right now. I get paid next week, but I'm supposed to be saving money for school this fall. Except I'm not sure that I want to go to school this fall. I hate having doubts. I should really just do it. But at the same time, I also have an overwhelming desire to go out shopping and spend an entire paycheck at thrift stores of various types, Spartacus, Another State of Mind, and other sundry places of amusement. Any ideas?
As to the "man" part, I've been feeling short-tempered and wanting immediate gratification all night. Not that all men are like this, mind you. But I would dearly love to go out for a drink, some dancing to pounding music while flirting with the cute girl across the room, and then some good, solid fucking with my love and a couple of other people(no one in particular). I need physical activity, instant gratification, and social contact, goddammit.
Oh--Tyson and I went to see "Muppets Take Manhattan" today at the Forest Theater. I feel a mixture of silly and proud to admit that I cried at the end. It's so simple, so sincere. I love the Muppets!
