Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Have Your Way

Currently, loving this song. I mean, I've loved it since I first heard it. But I'm at the moment loving it in the play it 12 times on my way to work way.... It's by Britt Nicole on her album "The Lost Get Found." (Great album overall, but right now, it's all about this song. But I'd recommend the whole album. Actually, her first album too.)

"Have Your Way"
Feels like I've been here forever,
Why can't you just intervene?
Do you see the tears keep falling
I'm falling apart at the seams,
You never said the road would be easy
You said you would never leave,
And you never promised that this life isn't hard,
But you promised you'd take care of me,

So I'll stop searching for the answer,
I'll stop praying for an escape,
I'll trust you God with where I am
And believe you will have your way,
Just have your way,
Just have your way,

My friends and my family have left me,
And I feel so ashamed and so cold,
Remind me you take broken things,
And turn them into beautiful,

So I'll stop searching for the answer,
I'll stop praying for an escape,
I'll trust you God with where I am
And believe that you will have your way,
Just have your way,
Just have your way,

Even if my dreams have died,
Even if I don't survive,
I'll still worship you with all my life,
My life, yeah,
Whoa, oh, oh, oh,
Whoa, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh

And I'll stop searching for the answers,
I'll stop praying for an escape,
And I'll trust you God with where I am,
And believe that you will have you way,
Just have your way,
Just have your way, yeah
I know you will,
I won't forget,
Whoa, oh, oh
You love me,
Have your way,


Sometimes, I talk a lot because I have a lot to say. Other times, I don't talk much because I don't have much to say. But sometimes, often lately, I don't talk much because I have TOO much to say. Who wants to hear it? No one. Who can I really trust to hear it? No one.

So instead I have a blog. A blog that no one reads. So it's perfect for saying how I'm feeling. Actually, I have two blogs. So depending on which subject is really on my mind decides which blog it goes on.

But then sometimes, like today, I have so much to say but when I sit down to actually write it out, it won't come. The tears- they will come, uninvited even. But all the words that feel so close I can touch them - they won't come out.

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Color Blind?

So, I'm beginning to think my one co-worker is slightly color blind. Not totally unable to differentiate between colors, but just a little.... off.

It's kind of a running joke around the office (and he's included, so it's not behind his back) about how his ties often don't match the rest of his outfits. But it's generally more of a pattern mixing problem. (i.e. when wearing a checked shirt, a busy polka dot tie is not the best option!) However, often it's more of a total mismatch, but I chalked it up to him being a guy. (Yes, I know that's terrible and I shouldn't even write that, but I did.) I mean, his defense will be "What? It's blue. My shirt's blue." Without understanding that they're totally different blues.

Today is St. Patrick's Day. He's wearing a green tie. He says to me "A green shirt too!" And I look at him.... and his shirt is not green. His shirt is yellow. Maybe yellow-green if you're being extremely generous. But really it's just yellow. Not a pale, pastel yellow, but more of a primrose yellow. Either way, not green. Not St. Patrick's Day green. Not even close.

So, I'm really wondering now if he has color blindness or slight color blindness...

Monday, March 15, 2010


We have been told at work that somehow we got a virus that captures keystrokes. All passwords of anything we access from work should be changed. Now, I'm careful enough to change my banking password and my credit card password, but I'm not changing all my passwords for everything. Including my blogs, blogger. So, if you either start reading very strange stuff on here or if I leave terrible comments on your blogs and you're currently at my blog trying to figure out why I commented something so odd, please blame the virus.

I'm joking about this - clearly, I don't think anyone would waste time hacking blog entries of all things. But I am trying to find levity in this non-levity situation.

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Ironic, isn't it?

i·ro·ny (ī'rə-nē, ī'ər-)
n. pl. i·ro·nies

The use of words to express something different from and often opposite to their literal meaning.

Incongruity between what might be expected and what actually occurs:

An occurrence, result, or circumstance notable for such incongruity. See Usage Note at ironic.

One of my facebook friend's status today struck me as particularly ironic. She's wondering how to handle a situation with her roommate that is the exact same thing she did to me when she lived with me. In fact, it was one of the events that led to her being asked to leave. One main difference is she and her roommates are renting a place together where she moved into my house (without asking strangely enough), didn't really contribute much, and yet still acted how she pleased.

I started to reply to her status with "I don't know. How did it work when I _______?" Then I wanted to reply "I was in a similar situation once, and I ___________ but it made my roommate really mad." I actually typed out a reply to get it off my chest but erased it instead of posting it.

But I guess I'm not as over the whole situation as I thought I was!