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01/22/2006: "What's been happening?"
I've been up and down, high and low, dealing with the loneliness by connecting with others, and usually only finding further isolation in company. I know rationally I need to work, but by emotional state precludes serious investigation for a sustained period of time.
Today I plan to watch football and prepare my lecture for tomorrow. She said that she might stop by tonight. We'll see (if she does, that is). But I don't know if that will make me feel better or worse.
All I know: I need to get working otherwise the last few years of effort will have been for nought. And that I can't afford.
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on Sunday, January 22nd, Christie said:
Who is "she"?
COUNTING CROWS - Holiday In Spain
Got no place to go
but there's a girl waiting for me down in Mexico
She's got a bottle of tequila, a bottle of gin
And if I bring a little music I can fit right in
We've got airplane rides
We got California drowning out the window side
We've got big black cars
And we've got stories how we slept with all the movie stars
I may take a holiday in Spain
Leave my wings behind me
Drink my worries down the drain
And fly away to somewhere new
Hop on my choo-choo
I'll be your engine driver in a bunny suit
If you dress me up in pink and white
We may be just a little fuzzy 'bout it later tonight
She's my angel
She's a little better than the one that used to be with me
Cause she liked to scream at me
Man, it's a miracle that she's not living up in a tree
I may take a holiday in Spain
Leave my wings behind me
Drive this little girl insane
And fly away to someone new
Everybody's gone
They left the television screaming that the radio's on
Someone stole my shoes
But there's a couple of bananas and a bottle of booze
Oh, well happy new year's baby
We could probably fix it if we clean it up all day
Or we could simply pack our bags
And catch a plane to Barcelona 'cause this city's a drag
I may take a holiday in Spain
Leave my wings behind me
Flush my worries down the drain
And fly away to somewhere new
Take a holiday in Spain
Leave my wings behind me
Drive this little girl insane
Fly away to someone new
Fly away to someone new
Fly away to someone new
