7.27.2007
i <3 the new tegan and sara!
a lot.
it sucks that the venue where i saw them when they were last here has since closed (along with SO many of the other great live music venues in Dallas).
they are an f-in fantastic live show!
i love this track...
"oh and I’m feeling directionless yes
but that’s to be expected and I know that best
and in creeps the morning and another day’s lost
you’ve just written one dream and I reply fast
all you need to save me all you need to save me
call (call) and I’ll be curled on the floor hiding out from it all
and I won’t take any other call
I feel like a fool so I’m going to stop troubling you
buried in my yard a letter to send to you
and if I forget or god forbid die too soon
hope that you’ll hear me know that I wrote to you
all you need to say to me all you need to say to me
is call (call) and I’ll be curled on the floor hiding out from it all
and I won’t take any other call"
7.25.2007
7.24.2007
Old friend, new memories
My best friend from junior high/high school is coming through town today on her way back home to Portland. I REALLY hope our schedules work out and we're able to get together – even if I have to go to the airport to hang out with her there during her layover.
She's one of only two people from HS that I still talk to on a regular (or even semi-regular basis). Before the days of MySpace - I'd go months... YEARS without hearing from her and get a random phone call (or, in recent years, an email) out of the blue saying she was in town visiting her mom – WHO, by the way, now lives in North Carolina... which *could* be the reason she hasn't been back to Dallas in... wow... probably 5 or 6 years. I can't believe it's been that long!
Ours is definitely one of those friendships that can pick-up right where we left off – catching up on missing years of our lives – like not even a day has passed.
She was always so much braver than I was... she challenged the "norm". she pushed envelopes. she made her OWN choices. Her life is definitely her own. She's one part gypsy; one part artist; one part philosopher.
And for SO long after we graduated, I was intensely jealous of the fact that she had the strength to do and BE so much that I thought that I didn't/couldn't...
Of course, we've both grown so much since those days of banging on her window at 6:40 so we could make it to our 7:00am zero period class and blasting our Automatic For the People cassette in my crappy Pontiac T1000 (don't be jealous).
I've Found my own strength. Pushed my OWN envelopes. Made brave decisions for MY OWN life. And created my own adventures. And I couldn't be more excited about a NEW age of connection, laughter and memories with an old friend.
She's one of only two people from HS that I still talk to on a regular (or even semi-regular basis). Before the days of MySpace - I'd go months... YEARS without hearing from her and get a random phone call (or, in recent years, an email) out of the blue saying she was in town visiting her mom – WHO, by the way, now lives in North Carolina... which *could* be the reason she hasn't been back to Dallas in... wow... probably 5 or 6 years. I can't believe it's been that long!
Ours is definitely one of those friendships that can pick-up right where we left off – catching up on missing years of our lives – like not even a day has passed.
She was always so much braver than I was... she challenged the "norm". she pushed envelopes. she made her OWN choices. Her life is definitely her own. She's one part gypsy; one part artist; one part philosopher.
And for SO long after we graduated, I was intensely jealous of the fact that she had the strength to do and BE so much that I thought that I didn't/couldn't...
Of course, we've both grown so much since those days of banging on her window at 6:40 so we could make it to our 7:00am zero period class and blasting our Automatic For the People cassette in my crappy Pontiac T1000 (don't be jealous).
I've Found my own strength. Pushed my OWN envelopes. Made brave decisions for MY OWN life. And created my own adventures. And I couldn't be more excited about a NEW age of connection, laughter and memories with an old friend.
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