Archives for October 2000

How can i go home with nothing to say? I know you’re going to look at me that way and say “What did you do out there?” “What did you decide?” “You said you needed time and you had time.” Cause you are a china shop and i am a bull; you are really good food and i am full. I guess everything is timing, i guess everything’s been said, so i am going home with an empty head. You’ll say “Did they love you or what?,” and i’ll say they love what i do; the only one who really loves me is you. You’ll say “Girl did you kick some butt?” and i’ll say “I don’t really remember,” but my fingers are sore and voice is too. You say “It’s really good to see you, you say i miss you horribly,” you’ll say “let me carry that giive that to me.” And you will take the heavy stuff, and you will drive the car, and i look out the windows and make jokes about the way things are. How can i go home with nothing to say? I know you’re going to look at me that way and say “What did you do out there?” “What did you decide?” “You said you needed time and you had time.” You had time. – ani.d

I might have mentioned this before, but the “Firedoor” from Ani’s Stockholm radio show on 3.2.99 features an inspired ad-lib romp through a section of “Rapper’s Delight.” I think this is proof positive that Ani is awesome. If you’d like the MP3 (and already own at least one album featuring “Firedoor”), i’d be happy to send it via ICQ or AIM.

Wow, i forgot all about that echoing hollow emptiness that comes along with being #1 on P.B on a Sunday. At least i can listen to Ani DiFranco telling me to fuck off to lighten the mood.

Whereas my activity in the apartment is limited to being on the computer, reading, or playing guitar, Matt’s seems to be down to sitting on the couch or sleeping in bed. So sad.

Matt just got back from a trip to the (closed) bookstore. On the way back, his trusty sandals finally gave up the ghost and disintegrated. He now has nothing to wear as footwear. I find the situation rather amusing, seeing as i have crap sneakers, work sneakers, nice sneakers, old hole-y boots, snow boots, sketchers, chunky men’s shoes, and three pairs of flip flops. Plus, slippers with rubber soles. Of course, i also can go nearly three weeks without having to do any laundry, and that includes an average of 1.75 socks per day. So, maybe i’m an unusual example.