Favorites

[my musical obsessions]

::jennifer daniels::

::kristin hersh::

::rilo kiley::

::grant lee buffalo::

::jack johnson::

::aimee mann ::

::paul mccartney::

::the clash::

::kasey chambers::

::throwing muses::

::the sundays ::

::ani difranco ::

::christine kane::

::tori amos ::

::indigo girls::

::leonard cohen::

:the beatles::

::tom waits::

::cowboy junkies::

::r.e.m.::


[my recommended reading list]

::these people are us--by george singleton::

::heartbreaking work of staggering genuis--by dave eggers::

::somehow form a family--by tony earley::

::high fidelity--by nick hornby::

::about a boy--by nick hornby::

::youth in revolt: the journals of nick twisp--by c.d. payne::

FAQ-from previous blog

: an introduction::


name: --terri

Where are you from? Pendleton, SC

What are your post-school career plans?--become a fairy princess

How tall are you? --5'4"

Favorite sport? --Hockey

What's under your bed?-- high school and college yearbooks, comic books, my luggage

What's your favorite season? --fall

What model was your first car?-- Black 1988 Nissan Pulsar SE with t-tops

What kind of car do you drive now?-- A 1995 Black Ford Explorer

Do you have any brothers or sisters? --No

What is your favorite thing to drink? -grapefruit juice, orange juice

Favorite sports figure as a child?--Dale Murphy, Atlanta Braves

Who is your Favorite Band? --Throwing Muses

What is your favourite song from a movie? --"In Your Eyes" by Peter Gabriel

What was the coolest thing you owned growing up? -- my Duran Duran scrapbook

Where is the one place that you have always wanted to visit, but have not been?-- Ireland

What was the first album or CD you ever purchased? --Aerosmith's Greatest Hits...

What are the last two digits of your phone number? --90

If you were a crayon, what color would you be? --Carnation pink

What is the first thing you notice about the opposite sex?-- dark hair, I LOVE dark haired men

What do you think you could have been in a former life and why ? --a lounge singer -- I had to be because I constantly sing as loud and obnoxiously as I can

What is your favorite website? --eBay

What was your first computer? --a Mac LC with System 7.1.

What is your favorite book? --"High Fidelity" by Nick Hornby.

What is your most marked characteristic? --my kitty-cat sneeze and crooked fingers

What is your greatest regret? -- not standing up for myself more when I was younger...I'm a hellcat now

What is your most treasured possession?-- My CD collection

What is the trait you most deplore in yourself? --my co-dependency

What is the quality you most like in a man? --being true to oneself...not pretending to be something someone else wants them to be

What do you most value in your friends? --I have friends who always send me cards on my birthday..I wish I could be more like that

If you were to come back as a person or thing, what do you think it would be?--something that bites

I'm Not the Only One Who Hates FOX News

Ok, so I saw this late this evening on a messageboard site and Greg, well, I thought of you.

A portion of the article that was posted:

**Device lets you out-Fox your TV**

By Emily Fredrix

It's not that Sam Kimery objects to the views expressed on Fox News Channel. The creator of the "Fox Blocker" contends the network is not news at all.

Kimery says he has sold about 100 of the little silver bits of metal that screw into the back of most televisions, allowing people to filter Fox News from their sets. The Tulsa, Okla., resident also has received thousands of e-mails, both angry and complimentary, as well as a few death threats since the device debuted in August...[snip, snip]

For the rest of the article, see http://seattletimes.nwsource.com/html/nationworld/2002220590_foxblocker26.html?syndication=rss

But a reply on the messageboard made me think of you-- and that was:

"Some people actually watch FOX news. Those people even masturbate to FOX news." -- taken from Clemsontalk.

Birthday Wish List

My birthday is coming up. Here's my wish list....

"Closer" on DVD (out this Tuesday!)
Sephora gift certificate
pink iPod mini (....yeah, I know...dream on!)

I don't want to turn 31.

Holding Out for a Hero

I'm addicted to the news. CNN mostly, Fox News occasionally (but because of their Bush connections, I mistrust them). From so much news watching, I've become convinced of one thing: we live in a world in need of heroes. We're so desperate, in fact, that if we find someone who has some kind of small extraordinariness, we tag him or her like cattle, as a hero for our time. Their sins pass only in our eyes as tiny indiscretions or missteps. It drives me mad.

*Changing the subject*

I am thoroughly enjoying my student teaching. I am learning how to learn...why didn't I just do this 12 years ago? Ah, I probably wouldn't have paid any attention back then--wouldn't have been so dedicated. Boys were a much better subject, took up much more of my time, then. But teaching is sincerely going to bring about some major changes in the ways I look at everything. The hour and a half that I'm with my students flies by and I usually don't even notice that it's time to leave when it's time to go. It really brings out my inner nerd. Not that that's too hard!!

Went to the Jockey Lot today. Bought sunglasses. Was felt up by a Mexican wearing camoflauge. Had Easter dinner with family. Went to church.

[Song Lyrics]

Artist: Throwing Muses
Album: Red Heaven
Song Title: The Visit

I'm proud to see you here... I can't relieve, believe the pressure in my head... It's a game of chance, I whisper in your ear... Fall apart along the way... Don't you ever see it through.... Jesus said in heaven.... There's not that much to do.... I'm proud to see you here... I'm proud to be here with you all... I have a message from your son.... When the ground starts shaking....Watch the gifts inside your home... I have a feeling many aren't for you... Leave your dollars where they fall.... They have a message of their own... When the ground starts shaking..... run....

Keep on running... or so says your son... She's a pillar of your home.... Keep on shaking... or so says your son... She's a vice....

Keep on running... 'Til you can't go on......
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reading: Angus, Thongs, and Full Frontal Snogging by Louise Rennison
drinking: tea
downloading: live version, "Lover You Should Have Come Over" by Jeff Buckley

can't get this song outta my head....

LOVER, YOU SHOULD'VE COME OVER

Looking out the door ...I see the rain fall upon the funeral mourners...Parading in a wake of sad relations ...As their shoes fill up with water...And maybe I'm too young...To keep good love from going wrong...But tonight you're on my mind so..
(You'll never know)

I'm broken down and hungry for your love ... With no way to feed it....Where are you tonight...Child, you know how much I need it...Too young to hold on ...And too old to just break free and run

Sometimes a man gets carried away... When he feels like he should be having his fun....And much too blind to see the damage he's done... Sometimes a man must awake to find that, really...He has no-one...

So I'll wait for you... And I'll burn oh...Will I ever see your sweet return... Oh, will I ever learn... Lover, you should've come over
....'Cause it's not too late.

Lonely is the room the bed is made.... The open window lets the rain in... Burning in the corner is the only one ...Who dreams he had you with him ...My body turns...And yearns for a sleep that will never come...It's never over...

*[myfavoritelines]*

My kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder...It's never over... All my riches for her smiles when I slept so soft against her...
It's never over... All my blood for the sweetness of her laughter... It's never over... She is the tear that hangs inside my soul forever... Maybe I'm just too young... To keep good love from going wrong ....Oh... lover you should've come over...
.....'Cause it's not too late...

*[endfavoritelines]*

I feel too young to hold on...I'm much too old to break free and run...Too deaf, dumb, and blind...To see the damage I've done...Sweet lover, you should've come over... Oh, love I waited for you

Lover, you should've come over.......'Cause it's not too late


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For M-

Here are some of the links I told you about:

What To Do In Case of a Terrorist Attack (from Houston Chronicle)--you will laugh your arse off!!
http://e-wok.com.au/e-Spam/e-Spam.php?intSpamID=209

The End of the World- also hilarious!
http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/end.php

And by the way, I still want my Pepsi cap. I know it's in your truck...get it out!! If not, I'll cut off your chocolate supply.

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On task for today...

Getting new contacts- goodbye glasses!!

Putting winter sweaters in boxes, rediscovering short sleeves!

Wal-Mart

Dusting off the orals notes

Make CD for Amber

Taking a nap

Cleaning closets

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Quote for today: "Strange things are afoot at the Circle K."--Bill & Ted's Excellent Adventure

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Song Lyrics

Title: Pick Yer Nose
Artist: Ani Difranco

how come i can pick my ears but not my nose... who made up that rule anyway...how can you say that's the way it is that's just the way it goes... why don't you decide for yourself what you can do and what you can say...


how come i can pick my friends but not my enemies... what is it about me that offends.... what is it about me... 'cause you know i'm only five foot two... and i'm giggly wiggly... tell me again, what did i do.... why are you scared of me... i fight with love... and i laugh with rage.... you've gotta live light enough to see the humor.... and long enough to see some change....


i think shy is boring... i think depressed is too.... i think pretty is nice.... but i'd rather see something new..... all these plastic people got their plastic surgery... but we got a big big beautiful... we got it for free... who you gonna be... if you can't be yourself... you can't get it from t.v. you can't force it on anybody else...


you know they come to clear cut... they come to strip mine.... they come for some of my big butt my big brain or just a little time... they wanna take me out to dinner.... think i'm a bitch if i don't go... seems like the people who actually like me won't allow me to say no... your idea of a conversation is the third degree... but i don't really know you and i don't really want to talk about me....


'cause i'm not going to pretend that i don't pick my nose... that's just the way it is, my friends that's just the way it goes... this is who i am... what i do and what i say.... if you like it, let it be.... if you don't, please do the same....


i fight with love... i laugh with rage... you gotta live light enough to see the humor... and long enough to see some change

Why I Hate Stealing from the British

I'm sad about the demise of my Clemson blog, which I've been working on steadily for a couple of years...which had lots of my more intimate thoughts, not to mention great photos, since 2000! I have no idea why it was taken down, or by whom, but through the grapevine, I've heard that all blogs on Clemson servers were terminated. Will try to provide links to my pages to see if they are still working.

I don't know why it annoys me so, but this new television show coming on NBC, "The Office" is a purposeful rip-off of the British comedy by the same name. See, the thing is, British people are funny and Americans, well, not so much. It really aggravates me that someone at NBC took Ricky Gervais's idea and thought that it would work as an American comedy. It was stellar the way it was--in Britain. We don't need to pervert that in anyway. It will just be all wrong and embarrassing. The commercials are not at all funny. Yes, I admit, I liked it much better when I rented the British version on DVD and had to really struggle to understand what they said. I like it better when I don't understand the euphemisms. I mean, at least by the fourth episode, I kind of knew when I was supposed to laugh. Grrrr! It's "Whose Line Is It Anyway?" all over again. Much better, British, Drew Carey. Americans overact. This show thrived off being understated. It won't work. [Of course, I thought "Friends" would never make it, too, so perhaps I'm not the best judge of these kinds of things.] I choose to boycot.

There may be an opportunity to go see a theater version of "The Rocky Horror Picture Show" and I can't wait! I haven't been to a show in about two years. I've got to do some research, but I really hope it works out. Wish I'd gotten the Magenta costume off eBay now.....

The interview went well. The last words as I left the interviewer's office was, "Don't sign any contracts before you hear from us." I really want this to work out.

Is winter really gone?

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Song Lyrics

Artist: Talking Heads
Song Title: Once in a Lifetime

And you may find yourself living in a shotgun shack... And you may find yourself in another part of the world... And you may find yourself behind the wheel of a large automobile... And you may find yourself in a beautiful house, with a beautiful
wife... And you may ask yourself-Well...How did I get here?

Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down... Letting the days go by/water flowing underground... Into the blue again/after the money's gone...Once in a lifetime/water flowing underground.

And you may ask yourself... How do I work this?....And you may ask yourself.... Where is that large automobile?...And you may tell yourself....This is not my beautiful house!...And you may tell yourself....This is not my beautiful wife!

Same as it ever was...

Water dissolving...and water removing...There is water at the bottom of the ocean....Carry the water at the bottom of the ocean...Remove the water at the bottom of the ocean!

Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down...Letting the days go by/water flowing underground...Into the blue again/in the silent water.... Under the rocks and stones/there is water underground.

And you may ask yourself... What is that beautiful house...And you may ask yourself.... Where does that highway go... And you may ask yourself... Am I right?...Am I wrong.... And you may tell yourself... MY GOD!...WHAT HAVE I DONE?


Same as it ever was...
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Tonight, I am....

drinking: orange juice
singing: "volcano"- damien rice
reading: junk mail
wishing: for contact(?)
feeling: a headache
watching: i have three movies from Netflix.... "alfie," "x-files season 2 disc 2," and i forgot the other one

Day Before the Interview

You must be charming! You must be charming! You must be charming!

Am I charming yet?

Got an interview tomorrow. Have 14 hours to memorize all of those education books I've bought. Must knock their socks off. Have ingrown toenail.

Tired of all the Easter commercials.

I am not paying $16 for one pair of underwear. I have to write something about how I cultivate mulitcultural stuff in my classroom and how I accomodate unique students. I live in SC. There are no unique or multicultural students.

Rich people lead very different lives than I do. Apparently, I will pay $9 for one pair of panties if they're cute enough. Ribbons make all the difference. Refuse to pay $9 for a thong, though. I spend too much time already trying to get underwear out of my ass. Note to self- don't pull at underwear during interview.

**SONG LYRICS**

Artist: Liz Phair
Song: "Rock Me"

"Rock Me"

Oh baby you're young but that's okay...What's give or take nine years anyway... I'll bet you that cigarette... You won't regret my time

I want to be with a guy like you...So uncomplicated, so in tune...Just take off my dress...Let's mess with everybody's mind

I gotta tell you...Baby, baby, baby, if it's all right... Want you to rock me all night... Baby, baby, if it's all right... Want you to rock me all night... All night... Yeah rock me all night

I want to play Xbox on your floor... Say hi to your roommate who's next door... You don't have a dime, but I don't mind... Who gives a damn

Your record collection don't exist... You don't even know who Liz Phair is... Your potential with no credentials... Your mother taught you how to be a sensitive man... I gotta tell you

I've been waitin'... All my life for... Hey yeah yeah... For this feelin'... Who'd 've guessed it could rock me all night... Rock me all night

You think I'm a genius... Think I'm cool.... I'm starting to think that young guys rule... Oh God, let me save you... I might change you, and I might change my mind

Baby, baby, baby, if it's all right... Want you to rock me all night... Baby, baby, if it's all right... Want you to rock me all night...
All night...Yeah rock me all night
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Eating: warm brownies & milk
Doing: shopping for prom dress (at 30...ha! ha!)
Watching: Gilmore Girls reruns

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QUOTE:

"Looks like I picked the wrong day to quit sniffing glue!" - Airplane!

She Must Be Crazy!

REST OF POST DELETED!

Butterflies.

Listening to: "Sleeps with Butterflies"- Tori Amos
Feeling: bad day [snip. snip]
Last thing i accessed on web: Unit Plan for Short Stories
Watching: Channel One video on "A Worn Path"
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Lyrics

Song Title: "Sleeps With Butterflies"
Artist: Tori Amos
CD" The Beekeeper

Airplanes...Take you away again...Are you flying...Above where we live... Then I look up a glare in my eyes... Are you having regrets about last night...I'm not but I like rivers that rush in... So then I dove in...Is there trouble ahead...For you the acrobat
I won't push you unless you have a net

***You say the word...You know I will find you...Or if you need some time...I don't mind...I don't hold on...To the tail of your kite..I'm not like the girls that you've known...But I believe I'm worth coming home to...Kiss away night***

...This girl only sleeps with butterflies...With butterflies...So go on and fly then boy

Balloons...Look good from on the ground...I fear with pins and needles around...We may fall then stumble...Upon a carousel
..It could take us anywhere

I'm not like the girls that you've known...But I believe I'm worth coming home to...Kiss away night...This girl only sleeps with butterflies...With butterflies




 


 

Sleepless...

I can't believe it's 4 in the morning, and I can't sleep. I love sleeping. I do it very well, actually. Yet lately, I've had sleepless episode after sleepless episode. My mind still wants to be awake...reminds me of all the stuff I actually need to be doing. "Study for orals," it screams in my ears. "Do laundry." BOTH of those things, I actually should be doing. "Find your favorite cream-colored boatneck sweater everyone compliments you on before Monday. You're gonna need to feel pretty!"

[snip, snip!]

Cream-colored boat-neck sweater or not, I'm going to have a hard time feeling pretty with the exaggerated limp my pedicure has given me. This injury really hurts!

It's now nearing five a.m. No rest for the wicked, and no sleep for me.


[Song]

Song Title: "Against All Odds"
Artist: a remake by the Postal Service
Album: Give Up

How can I just let you walk away... Just let you leave without a trace... When I stand here taking every breath with you... You're the only one who really knew me at all

How can you just walk away from me... When all I can do is watch you leave?... 'Cause we shared the laughter and the pain... And even shared the tears... You're the only one who really knew me at all

So take a look at me now... There's just an empty space... There's nothing left here to remind me... Just the memory of your face... But take a look at me now... There's just an empty space... And you coming back to me is against the odds... And that's what I've gotta face

I wish I could just make you turn around... Turn around and see me cry... There's so much I need to say to you... So many reasons why... You're the only one who really knew me at all

So take a look at me now... There's just an empty space... And there's nothing left here to remind me... Just the memory of your face

Take a look at me now... I'll just be standing here... And you coming back to me... Is against the odds... And that's a chance I've gotta face...............

Brand New-For the Third Time


[Blog for Today]

So she tries again to have a successful blog. The third time may be the charm.

What does one do in a new blog but begin at the beginning. Welcome to my little space on the INTARWEB where I will tell you lies in order to make you love me. I feel that first, there must be a list. Things imperative for you to know more about me.

[The Top 5 Things To Know About This Blogger]- that are mostly true.

5. I'm not a low-carb dieter because I like bread, a lot.

4. I can't define for you what a "polynomial" actually is, much to the chagrin of my high school math teachers.

3. I will make you a CD if you have in any way impacted my life. It's my way of saying I love something about you.

2. My mother says I always smell like lemons.

1. As a child, my mother used to sing John Denver's "Sunshine On My Shoulder" to me to make me go to sleep. The song still makes me sleepy.


[At This Very Moment While Blogging]

It's 1:50 a.m. on Mar. 5, I'm listening to music from iTunes (just downloaded a new Tori Amos), I'm drinking now-slightly cold Hot Apple Cider. I'm shopping online at Sephora.com and thinking about someone. I'm wearing my two-year old cotton snowman nightgown (for the freaks out there who like to know that kind of information). I visited the doctor today and have a sinus infection. I got two shots. I took cough syrup with codeine, forgetting that it keeps me awake. I can hear my dogs outside, knocking into my deck furniture. There's 20 oz of Petroleum Jelly sitting next to my computer, as I look on clothing websites for an outfit to wear to my job interview on Mar. 23. I was very sad over lunch today and couldn't eat my alfredo. The Petroleum Jelly is for my chapped lips, but 20 oz. is a lot. I have an obsessive personality. I think, if past lives exist, I must have been a lounge singer. I love to sing as loud and obnoxiously as I can.

[Top 5 Songs I Love Listening to in My Car This Week]:

5. "Somebody Told Me" -- the Killers

4. "Portions for Foxes" -- Rilo Kiley

3. "Lover, You Should Have Come Over" -- Jeff Buckley

2. "Dancing With Myself" -- the Donnas

1. "Deep Wilson"-- Kristin Hersh

[THIS BLOG POSTING's SONG LYRICS]

Artist: Liz Phair
Song: Why Can't I

Get a load of me, get a load of you... Walkin' down the street, and I hardly know you... It's just like we were meant to be... Holding hands with you when we're out at night... Got a girlfriend, you say it isn't right... And I've got someone waiting too

What if this is just the beginning... We're already wet, and we're gonna go swimming

Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you... Why can't I speak whenever I talk about you... It's inevitable, it's a fact that we're gonna get down to it... So tell me... Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you

Isn't this the best part of breakin' up... Finding someone else you can't get enough of... Someone who wants to be with you too

It's an itch we know we are gonna scratch... Gonna take a while for this egg to hatch... But wouldn't it be beautiful... Here we go, we're at the beginning... We haven't fucked yet, but my heads spinning

Why can't I breathe whenever ...

High enough for you to make me wonder.... Where it's goin'... High enough for you to pull me under... Somethin's growin' out of this that we can control...Baby I am dyin'

Why can't I breathe whenever...

It's inevitable, it's a fact that we're gonna get down to it... So tell me... Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you

[This Blog's Featured Quote]

Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else's opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation.
Oscar Wilde, De Profundis, 1905

And to all, a goodnight.......