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There are a million things on my mind right now. My thoughts and anxieties skitter about refusing to be contained. A lot is coming up this week with work. And in life in general thoughts that I had let go of like child losing grasp of her red balloon are now floating back to me. It took awhile to be okay with their departure and now they want to return. I don't think I want to deal with that again. Okay probably this doesn't make a lot of sense unless you're Nicole as I talked to her about all this stuff tonight. If you want to know details feel free to email me though I cannot guarantee any sort of prompt response. Anyway, I guess at the end of the day/early beginning of a new day all I can say is that I am thankful for Nicole and her willingness to listen to me ramble on about work and the red balloon thing. I'll be glad when all of this is over, but I feel better than I did.

The songs that were supposed to be up 3 weeks ago are now there for your listening pleasure. from the post dated October 6, 2005: stay the course The songs are from the choir that I was in growing up. The first song has particular meaning to me. My freshman year of high school my elementary music teacher unexpectedly passed away. My choir director was commissioned by my elementary school to compose this song in her memory. When we first started learning this song in choir I couldn't sing it, I was literally bawling before we even finished running through the song. To this day the song is very emotional for me. Mrs. Hanson was the first person to really encourage me to sing. And she's the only person I know who's ever taped an orange m&m to her nose in order to keep her students focused. She was amazing. The second song is a Hungarian Lullaby that we sang in choir & I just really like the song. So the selections this week are a little different, but I hope you like t

This so wins for quote of the day: "It's not so easy to see if a woman is interested. Those signals have dual meanings most of the time. For example, she might have just had a really good frappuchino, and you can mis-translate that to attraction." - Tmproff Visit this post on Tmproff's blog to see it in context. Quite an interesting discussion going on over there. It's true too, btw.

"Read books. Play fair. Be kind. Take a break once in a while to smell the California air, stretch your arms out wide and realize we are so blessed and insignificant at the same time." - Rory Felton ( The Militia Group aka Copeland's label)

shakes fist at stupid chicago. I don't like baseball this season. bah.

If you asked me to I could only begin to explain the importance Copeland's music has had in my life over the past year, so attending their concert last night was quite amazing. And to top it off the song they played for the encore is one of my favorite songs ever - Priceless. It was a great night. Feel the pain teaching us how much more we can take Reminding us how far we've come Let the pain burn away from our heart We have time to start all over again Well if you would shine your love down here oh Make our hearts as perfect as new Oh if you would shine your love down here oh I promise I'd reflect right back at you - When Finally Set Free Whoa, your love is a fast song And I'm dancing 'cause I'm in love with you Whoa, my heart is in motion For the rhythm inside you Whoa, your love is a slow song It's resounding through my world again Whoa, my heart is in motion For the song inside of you - Love is a Fast Song Those are two of the songs that have been quite

Assuming that you want to spend $145 on a tie, here is the clever advertisement from the Hermes Tie catalogue that came with Variety today. All the things a man can do with an Hermes tie Lie on the ground and gaze at the sky. Have (or think you have) a great idea every two minutes. Forget to shave. Look down through the airplane window at the miniature cars creeping along in single file below. Chew on a pencil and muse. (Azina asks that you muse without chewing on pencils.) Be serious. Pretend to be serious. Pretend to be pretending to be serious. Listen to the same CD over and over. Nail your colors to the mast. (Azina feels this is some sort of nautical thing she does not understand, must go sailing more . . . or at all . . . ever . . . even just once.) Go out to get the bread. Scratch your head. Start again from scratch. Cross the road thinking of your father. (Azina: But don't cross the road and get hit by a car like your father who was crossing the road thinking of his father

It looks like it should be snowing outside. I kind of wish it were, but it only serves to add to making my life feel like one of my favorite movie quotes right now, so I guess that's okay. It was one of those days when it's a minute away from snowing and there's this electricity in the air, you can almost hear it, right? And this bag was like, dancing with me. Like a little kid begging me to play with it. For fifteen minutes. And that's the day I knew there was this entire life behind things, and this incredibly benevolent force, that wanted me to know there was no reason to be afraid, ever. Video's a poor excuse. But it helps me remember . . . and I need to remember . . . Sometimes there's so much beauty in the world I feel like I can't take it, like my heart's going to cave in. - American Beauty It's already been a good weekend and really the best is yet to come- Copeland concert tomorrow! Oooh more fun things, new music from Happy Christm

Okay so I'm frustrated with something and I don't know how to say this in a way that doesn't sound horrible, so please bear with me. I am frustrated and shocked by the lack of response I am seeing on a local level in rushing aid to Pakistan. While at the same time I will be attending a comedy show a friend is opening for this weekend for which proceeds will be donated to the Red Cross for Hurricane Katrina relief. Don't get me wrong, I know there is still much need for help and rebuilding down there and I am all about sending help, but I cannot for the life of me understand why there has been no special offering taken at church and really very little talk in general about the tragedy of the earthquake in Pakistan. From what I understand the death toll in Pakistan has now surpassed 40,000 people while the death toll from Katrina is under 2000. Now I'm not trying to belittle that situation at all, but I think the numbers clearly speak to the need for stepping up

I feel as though I am not updating frequently enough, this being by my own gauge and not by comparison to say Raj who is happy if he writes a new post before the previous one is a month old. By that gauge I am way ahead of the game. ;) I also feel that I do not comment enough, so if you're sitting there thinking, why doesn't Azina comment on my blog more? all I can tell you is that your words do move me and/or make me think. There are things I wish to say here and there sometimes, but I feel too often that words are inadequate. So much happened this past weekend, and it was tiring but ever so much fun. I could give you a list of what I did, but it would look rather similar to the list that I gave you for what I intended to do this weekend. I could tell you how this weekend made me feel, but happy doesn't quite seem to capture it. Imagine a brisk night, the rain has recently ended. Moonlight glimmers in the puddles gathered in the street, or at least you pretend it is moonli

Welcome to this weekend's edition of having a life with your hosts Azina and Nicole. Okay so tonight isn't as much with the having of the fun as it's more of a prep time for the fun, but that's okay. And it actually consists of grocery shopping and going to Target which I enjoy, it just may not look like fun to everyone else. Well and there's the cleaning that will also be going on, which is admittedly fun to no one. Don't pretend you like it, we know you're lying. :P Here's what the rest of the weekend brings: Saturday hanging out with Rebecca (the original flavor roommate), probably some good ol' times at the farmer's market and finally getting the film developed that I took at her wedding as I figure she might want to take some of the photos home with her :) any finishing cleaning touches that didn't happen on Friday party at Mike's house Sunday class at church home to cook for the wonderful guys who helped us move and/or helped us mov

it's raining in the distance I can see the sky pour itself out somewhere beyond the mountains like a watercolor bleeding all over the page drops streak from the clouds bathing the earth in life

are pretty much the coolest animal ever Thanks to Nicole for sending this to me. :)

So now that something happened which will get no further mention on this blog, it's time to root for the Angels. Which means it's rally monkey time! LA Angels! Woo! I vote for an Angels/Astros World Series. I'm still quite sad about that thing of which we are not speaking and I blame Steve for his remarks earlier this week. :P

"Yeah well you know what? Nobody cares about your stupid beet farm. Beets are the worst" "People love beets." "Nobody likes beets." "Everyone loves beets." "Nobody likes beets, Dwight! Why don't you grow something that everybody does like? You should grow candy. I'd love a piece of candy right now. Not a beet." - The Office, if you aren't watching this show I ask you why? It doesn't conflict with Gilmore Girls so you have nothing to worry about. ;) Our beloved tekcities, aka host for my song site, is currently switching over to new servers. Again. It appears that somewhere in the early stages of this is when I tried to update my site which is why you will currently find nothing there. As soon as I can log on it will be fixed.

So I theoretically updated the songs page, but after I changed the html the site wouldn't work so I can't see it to check and make sure it's actually working properly, so there might be something there I just can't guarantee it. Regardless, the songs are from the choir that I was in growing up. The first song has particular meaning to me. My freshman year of high school my elementary music teacher unexpectedly passed away. My choir director was commissioned by my elementary school to compose this song in her memory. When we first started learning this song in choir I couldn't sing it, I was literally bawling before we even finished running through the song. To this day the song is very emotional for me. Mrs. Hanson was the first person to really encourage me to sing. And she's the only person I know who's ever taped an orange m&m to her nose in order to keep her students focused. She was amazing. The second song is a Hungarian Lullaby that we s

Boston needs to rally because it would be complete crap to lose to the AL Division series to Chicago. grr

Great quote from Numb3rs tonight, "Ah the morose and pensive expression of the romantically confounded." Brilliant. :)