Last class blog

hopefully i will keep up with this after i don't have to anymore. it's good to be forced to write a little. even if i haven't had much time and i've recycled a lot of my older writing...maybe sometime i will get inspired. anyway, since i started with cummings, i will now end with him-


who knows if the moon's
a balloon,coming out of a keen city
in the sky--filled with pretty people?
(and if you and i should

get into it,if they
should take me and take you into their balloon,
why then
we'd go up higher with all the pretty people

than houses and steeples and clouds:
go sailing
away and away sailing into a keen
city which nobody's ever visited,where

always
it's
Spring)and everyone's
in love and flowers pick themselves

My last blog was a liar

Ok, fine it was me that lied. But, still my last blog was not remotely literary.

Oh, that somehow reminded me of my FAVORITE children's book from when I was very young. I want to be a children's librarian so this actually is totally relevant. Yay me, getting it right on the second to last day. Ok, well the book was called, "The a Monster at the End of this Book" it is a sesame street book and Grover is the narrator (look at me fancying up a children's book with my literary knowledge...) Anyway, I loved it as a kid because Grover gets scared of the monster and he tries really hard to get you not to turn the pages, he begs, he boards it up, he puts up bricks and cement, but obviously you can still turn the page. And, then at the end it turns out (spoiler alert) that Grover is actually the monster at the end of the book. Hilarious. Children's books at their finest. I used to read this book to campers when I worked in a camp and they loved it too, I would ask if they thought I was strong enough to turn the page with the bricks, and did we really want to see the monster, and they always did.

Good times.


You can view it's amazon page here: http://www.amazon.com/Monster-This-Book-Birds-Favorites/dp/0375805613 (now I am officially an ex Barnes and Noble employee. They have a website too...)

something literary

I feel as if my posts have gotten pretty off track with the literary thing. I mean there's certainly been writing but I don't think I've read a single non-school book since I started this blog. And I really don't think I've written anything new to post here. But luckily I used to have motivation to write.
I must say I am excited that this semester is almost over. Partly because I get a month of not doing an enormous amount of school work (seriously, this program gives A LOT of work) but also because when I finish, and let's assume I will pass, I will actually have credits towards my MLS. This I believe will do a lot for my psyche. Ha, I just wrote psycho. I wonder what Freud would say about that...anyway, I will feel accomplished. And, that's always a nice feeling. It's the feeling I used to get when I finished reading a good book. Or writing something.

And, on that note, I will actually have time to read a little something once the semester is over too. And, I would really like that.

wilco is so awesome

that sometimes they are hard to listen to...


I am Trying to Break Your Heart

I am an American aquarium drinker
I assassin down the avenue
I'm hiding out in the big city blinking
What was I thinking when I let go of you

Let's forget about the tongue-tied lightning
Let's undress just like cross-eyed strangers
This is not a joke so please stop smiling
What was I thinking when I said it didn't hurt

I want to glide through those brown eyes dreaming
Take you from the inside, baby hold on tight
You were so right when you said I've been drinking
What was I thinking when we said good night

I want to hold you in the Bible-black predawn
You're quite a quiet, domino, bury me now
Take off your band-aid 'cause I don't believe in touchdowns
What was I thinking when we said hello

I always thought that if I held you tightly
You'd always love me like you did back then
Then I fell asleep in the city kept blinking
What was I thinking when I let you back in

I am trying to break your heart
I am trying to break your heart
But still I'd be lying if I said it wasn't easy
I am trying to break your heart

Disposable Dixie cup drinker
I assassin down the avenue
I've been hiding out in the big city blinking
What was I thinking when I let go of you

(Loves you)

I'm the man who loves you

why is it

that everyone I know seems to think it is better to be in a relationship, any relationship than to be single? I am not sure how this fits into my blog at all but I can't think of anything else to write right now.
It seems that the majority of people, probably mostly women, would prefer to be in a relationship, whether or not it's a miserable soul-sucking relationship, than be on their own.
But, what I don't understand is, it is quite possible to be perfectly happy while single, it is absolutely impossible to be happy while in a bad relationship.

I think all of my relationships have been bad...