Author: Saille

Who am I? On the surface I'm a nature-loving dirt worshipping hippy in search of a good adrenaline rush. That's all I have for now.

Standing in the middle of a room.
Walls enclosing, caging me.
Rage within seeking release
No opening in sight.

My arms beating against this.
Feeling that which restrains me.
More and more I feel the wave.
Tsunami, knocking through me

Staring before me, nothing.
Thrashing wildly, fighting demons.

Ok, all i can say is this….
there is nothing sweeter than getting into the CNN parking decks for free, sitting in line for 30 min to notice (once at the window) that you know the person working the window that’s moving faster, for that person to hold up his line and motion you over because you’ve “been in line for a long-ass time”, and smack down 20 ticket vouchers and ask, “what can this get me?”, then be asked, “how would rink-side do? behind the visiting goal?”.

So, how does this imp’s night end up? Sitting rink-side behind NJ’s goalie, watching ATL score in front of you, and the captains fight before the 3rd. Oh yeah, there were assholes sitting next to my friend Nancy and I, when two little h.s. chicks showed up we made them move because they couldn’t prove they had tickets for the front row (they were sitting in our seats and we were sitting in the girls’ seats). Now, how good is that?!?

And in the end, my b.f., as dan would say, “rocks like slayer”

The End

Can you open me up?
Show me what’s inside?
Fill me with life
Life that I have drained?

It felt so sweet
The kiss of the blade
Like the rush of drugs
Slowly flowing down my wrist

Exiting my body
Sending my soul free.
Releasing me from hell
Release from my prison

music is fun. now if i can just sing, not only in key, but figure out how to put it with instruments. the things they don’t teach you while being a classical musician 😛

Things are calming down, a bit. Just sitting in the cafe and enjoying a nice day, without actually having to work. The cats are getting more attached to me being home, so they should enjoy the evening with me. Not much really going through my head, for once, so there’s not much to discuss. I’ve been fairly successful in avoiding all reference to international issues and various idiotic actions we’re taking in reference to said issues. My one complaint at the moment, if you’re going to bite, breathe through your nose, not your mouth!

How appropo:

Scorpio:
You’ve been very resourceful in your efforts to push love to a new frontier, Scorpio. You’ve been an artist in the way you’ve reinvented passion and you’ve been a pioneer as you’ve dared to explore collaborations that require you to leave your comfort zone. Congratulations! Now I want to give you a tip that’ll help ensure you don’t undo all your good work. During the next three weeks, meditate often on these words, originally penned by poet Percy Bysshe Shelley: “Love withers under constraint: its very essence is liberty: it is compatible neither with obedience, jealousy, nor fear: it is there most pure, perfect, and unlimited, where its votaries live in confidence, equality, and unreserve.”
FreeWill

So, I actually got stuff done today. Managed to write some new lyrics and got an idea on another song. Must learn song received today. Tomorrow is house cleaning day. I’ve got so much cat hair around here it’s not even funny and I’m starting to feel like I live with a guy slob (but it’s only me and 3 cats, one gay). However, the week has brought needed stuff. Still sore as hell from yoga and climbing, but I now have neon pink rope!!!!! I’m so happy about that, it’s been sitting in my locker at work, waiting to be paid for, forever. Next stop is to try and clean out the rest of my future toys from my locker. I think I’m going to make an attempt at actually running tomorrow, instead of walking.

Oh, yeah, I was joking around today about how funny all the doomsday people are…I’m slowly putting together a new sketch, called “Ode to Tom Ridge, Duct tape and Plastic” the proper usage being: step 1: cut sheet of plastic in square, about 3 ft X 3 ft. step 2: place sheet over head and gather at neck. step 3: secure edges of plastic, about neck, with duct tape. step 4: take deep breath in and out. if plastic does not vacuum cling to face during inhalation check secured edges for seal breech. if there is a seal breech, add more duct tape. and just for security, make sure duct tape is applied as tight as possible. should duct tape begin to rip, remove plastic and head to nearest army-navy store for 90 mph tape. *nods*

If you know of anyone who could use these instructions, please tell them to let me know if this works.