New Year's Eve and it's hard to believe
another zodiac has gone around.

While you drank yourself high on hoping
and watched the ceiling spin from the ground.

Counting down from ten it's time
to make your annual prayer.

Secret santa in the sky
when will I get my share?

Then you tell yourself
what you want to hear.

Cause you have to believe.

This will be my year.

This will be my year...Semisonic


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Saturday, April 17, 2004

I should have suspected that this would happen sooner than later which wouldn't make me a rocket scientist because it happens every year.

But when the sky cleared and the damp had begun to rise above our heads and for some reason I slowed my pace and almost missed the bus because I was actually strolling not sprinting...well then I should have known that was the ultimate sign that the wet flannel sheet of winter was being lifted from around my shoulders.

SPRING! Yay!

This morning I got up and tried to depress myself by trying on my newish Spring clothes. Tried meaning I was certain they'd be too tight etc...but they weren't. Then I did my normal Saturday about the house business, cleaning the monkey's dishes etc...laundry but today I got to pull down screens and put the Easter stuff away. Then when I made it into the upstairs living room for some reason (okay because they're spoken about in the book I am currently reading)...but I put on the only Jimmy Eat World CD I own and I cranked it up half hoping it would ruffle Gilly's feathers and jounce him out of bed but truly knowing that it wouldn't even make a dent because our bedroom is on the other side of the house. I did a little bouncing round the room before returning to my normally scheduled activities.

I am now going outside with inappropriate shoes on and take a drive with the sun roof open and the stereo blasting moody boy pop music.

Spring.

posted by JustKeepMum on 11:43 AM