Prometheus von Cornsilk (kingnixon) wrote,
Prometheus von Cornsilk

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i love to see the sun, in spite of all it's done

at the commune today.. julie, who is 4, is sitting there watching tv. chris is carrying their new printer upstairs when part of the box tears and it drops right on her head. so of course we're all like OMG ARE YOU OK?? she just sits there staring at the tv for a minute without moving a muscle, then turns to us and says "what?"

it's funny, every time i am over there, i end up lying around[1] reading something for an hour. i remember one party there, they kept taknig books away from me and 10 minutes later i would be looking at something else. not on purpose, i wasn't trying to be antisocial at all. i can't help it; there' so many cool books there adn i get sucked in. i think i was reading 4 or 5 different books at various points today.
[1] or sitting in the bathroom. there's a straight dope book that's been on the counter in there forever, and i'll start skimming it and lose track of time until i realize my feet are asleep

2 of the last 3 people i kissed moved away (for unrelated reasons, mind you) within a few days of it. true story.

sloan wrote a song about me. it is called "underwhelmed" and goes like this:
She was underwhelmed
If that's a word
I know it's not
'Cause I looked it up
That's one of those skills
That I learned in my school

I was overwhelmed
And I'm sure of that one
'Cause I learned it
Back in grade school
When I was young

She said, "You is funny"
I said, "You are funny"
She said, "Thank you"
And I said, "Never mind"
She rolled her eyes
Her beautiful eyes

The point is not the grammar
It's the feeling
That is certainly in my heart
But not in hers

But not in hers
But not in hers
But not in hers
But not in hers

We were talkin' about people
That eat meat
I felt like an ass
'Cause I was one
She said, "It's okay,"
But I felt like
I just ate my young

She is obviously a person
With a cause
I told her that I don't
Smoke or drink
She told me to loosen up
On the way to the L.C.

She skips her classes
And gets good grades
I go to my courses
Rain or shine
She's passin' her classes
While I attend mine

While I attend mine
While I attend mine
While I attend

She wrote out a story
About her life
I think it included
Something about me
I'm not sure of that
But I'm sure of one thing
Her spelling's atrocious

She told me to read
Between the lines
And tell her exactly
What I got out of it
I told her affection
Had two F's
Especially when you're dealing with me

I usually notice
All the little things
One time I was proud of it
She says it's annoying
She cursed me up and down
And rolled her R's
Her beautiful R's

She says I'm caught up
In triviality
All I really wanna know is
What she thinks of me
I think my love for her
Makes me miss the point

I miss the point
I miss the point
I miss the point
I miss the point
I miss the point
I miss the point
I miss the point

i guess i'll sleep now. i'm sorry this post was boring.

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