from under the dark blue boosh hair, i rekindle my communication with the electron masses. it’s been a bumpy ride back from six feet under. but i’m back, and i’m not going anywhere.
until perhaps
i’m sent to wonderland
on business.
i’ve moved out of my glorious 1 bedroom / 1 bath / 1 glorious deck / 1 wonderful big kitchen / 1 15 minute walk to campus / 1 bazillion square foot apartment to an only slightly cheaper garage apartment in hyde park.
but as sheri says: “it’s monica-sized”.
and i like it that way.
the place is up high in the trees. it has lots of windows and wood-panelled walls. when i wake up in the morning, all i see are trees and sun and wood and i feel like i’m in a treehouse.
it’s a nice feeling.
like having someone else’s hand in your back pocket.
or like having someone burn a CD for you called “monica’s move-in special” and bringing it to you while you wait at home alone for the moving men to come rape you.
ginger was right: Outkast’s new song “Hey ya” is phreakin’ arseome..
i can’t stop listening to it whilst shakin’ my thing like you never did see..
My baby don’t mess around
Because she loves me so
And this I know fo shooo..
and do you remember Duncan Sheik of “Barely Breathing” fame? well they actually having something with this “On A High” song. check it out. and don’t be surprised when you can’t control your pelvic thrusts.
cha cha cha
from the looking glass
with love
- monica
I’m on a high, I’m on a high
there’s nothing more to it.
We are the sea and the sky
and the blue that runs through it, yeah.
and there are some who say there are so many things I need
so I run or I fight and I crawl or I scream and I bleed
I bleed, I bleed
well, it’s a lie it’s a lie - don’t you believe it.
if you’re fine then you’re fine - it’s all how you see it.
oh, there never will be no conspiracy of happiness.
I’m on a high I’m on a high
and there’s nothing more to it
I have the sun, it’s a star
why should I refuse it
and there are so many reasons I could give you why I should be down
there’s not enough money or time and my love you’re not around
around, around
but it’s a lie it’s a lie - don’t you believe it.
if you’re fine then you’re fine - it’s all how you see it.
oh, there never will be no conspiracy of happiness.
you’re alive you’re alive - how else could you hear me?
you are fine, you are fine - there’s nothing worth fearing
’cause there never will be no conspiracy of happiness
I’m on a high, on a high
we are the sea and the sky
I’m on a high, on a high
I’m on a high
It’s a lie, It’s a lie don’t you believe it
‘Cause I’ve tried and I’ve tried, and I can’t really see it
Yeah, I’m trapped inside my conspiracy of happiness
said I was yours, you were mine but I didn’t really mean it
and I lied and I lied
and I wish you hadn’t seen it
’cause I’m trapped inside my conspiracy of happiness
I’m on a high, on a high, there’s nothing more to it, yeah.
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