Can't sleep

...so I thought I'd come siphon some info off my brain.

A summary of my weekend:

pick up report for work
Target
drop off prescription
post office
grocery store
pick up prescription
work
dinner with Srirams
Target
party
rain
work
cake
party
hot
work
drop off report for work

Nothing scintillating. Although, come to think of it, I do have a little story for you (which is ENTIRELY true, thank you very much, although it's not nearly as interesting as Adam's). It's called, "Viscio Furniture, or, How I Was Almost Scammed, But Not Quite". I've been looking at craigslist.org lately, searching for freelance copyediting or proofreading jobs. Craigslist is sort of like a nationwide classified ad, but grassroots-y-er (don't think that one's in the dictionary). While searching, I came across a post that had just been added that day for a part-time bookkeeper. I really don't want to do bookkeeping anymore--it's just not my thing--but the job paid pretty well, and it was a telecommute job, and they were looking for someone to do accounts payable, accounts receivable, reconciliations, etc. In short, all the stuff I've been doing for the past...gosh, 7 years, off and on. So I sent them my resume. I kinda' didn't want the job, and I kinda' did, because it paid pretty well. I sent my resume on Friday night and got an email back on Sunday. (From here on out you've got to read quotation marks as air quotes.) The company was a "furniture store" based in "Europe" needing a "bookkeeper" to process payments in the States. They wanted me to receive payments from their customers in the U.S., deposit them into my bank, then wire them the funds. This is all to avoid "lengthy turn-around time". For two to six hours of work a week, I would receive a monthly salary of $2500 plus a 5% commission on the payments I received. Needless to say, this sent up several red flags, so I googled the company, "Viscio Furniture" (just in case it was legitimate, you know?) and found several people who've been scammed by this...scam. I, however, was not. Aren't you proud? I read of another person who'd seen the job posting on craigslist (it was a very legitimate looking job posting!) and that person said craigslist will delete a posting if enough people flag it as bogus. I tried to do that, but it'd already been removed. So I will not be making oodles of money for doing next-to-nothing. I will keep making next-to-no-money for doing oodles of work. C'est la vie.

Lyrics

I tried--for hours--to find and/or create a way for you to be able to listen to these songs, but I had to settle on clips (if you click the link, scroll to the song title and hit the "Preview" button). Whether you choose to sample or not, enjoy the lyrics. I have.

Waterdeep
And

I am haunted by my love for comparison
My fascination with a single common theme
And I am hounded by the fear that I might be losing it
Slipping from reality into dream

When my mind is muddled by the way it seems to work
I start looking for just one connecting Force
Someone to assure me we that didn't lose the war today
That the battle's General's still riding on his horse

In the mornings when I pray, I've often come to You with dreams
Little bits of power that I can't comprehend
And sometimes I can keep my eyes unclosed for long enough
To see the blowing of a distant steady Wind

The distance doesn't take too long for You to cover it
And when You reach me, You just blow these things apart
You clear the crowd that's gathered 'round the crisis of my soul
And whisper to my suffocating heart

And is the juice of the joints of the motion of life
And is the love that is between God and his beautiful wife
And has two hands and two feet and a long, lovely side
And rose three days after he was crucified

So You're the Force of gravity that I feel pulling at my feet
You're the Fuel at the center of the sun
And, it's your Ghost that fills the atmosphere with what we need to breathe
And, everything I've ever wondered, You're the one

Both my hands are stained with blood
And both my lips are stained with tears
From when I kissed the widow of the man I killed
And, yet You're asking me to swallow Your forgiveness here today
You say the bond required for my pardon's been fulfilled

And is the juice of the joints of the motion of life
And is the love that is between God and his beautiful wife
And has two hands and two feet and a long, lovely side
And rose three days after he was crucified

David Crowder Band
Obsession

What can I do with my obsession,
With the things I cannot see?
Is it madness in my being,
Is it the wind that moves the trees?
Sometime you’re further than the moon
Sometimes you’re closer than my skin
And you surround me like a winter fog
You’ve come and burned me with a kiss

And my heart burns
For you
And my heart burns
For you

And I’m so filthy with my sin
I carry pride like a disease
You know I’m stubborn Lord, and I’m longing to be close
You burn me deeper than I know
And I feel lonely without hope
And I feel desperate without vision
Wrap around me like a winter coat
You come and free me like a bird

And my heart burns
For you
You
And my heart burns
For you

My love for you
My heart for you
My life for you
All I have for you...

Love for you

Shane Barnard
I Miss You

Put down your paper plate
Come to the table made
Deep blue china
Found on the table by the wine
So fine

Well it brings out flavor
Like You bring out color in life

Oh, I miss You so
The feel of forever
Oh, that taste I know
It hurts to remember

Unfortunately high
Ironically dissatisfied
I miss you
I miss you
I miss you

Oh, I miss you so
The feel of forever
Oh, that taste I know
It hurts to remember

I had a fleeting thought this morning
And I mentioned You today
It breaks my heart just to know You in part
And not to be with You where You are

Oh, I miss you so
The feel of forever
Oh, that taste I know
It hurts to remember

Oh, I miss you so

Kendall Payne
Pray

I will pray for you now for you have been my faithful friends
While the road we walk is difficult indeed
I could not ask for more than what you’ve already been
Only that you would say these prayers for me

May your heart break enough that compassion enters in
May your strength all be spent upon the weak
All the castles and crowns you build and place upon your head
May they all fall, come crashing down around your feet

May you find every step to be harder than the last
So your character grows greater each stride
May your company be of humble insignificance
May your weakness be your only source of pride

What you do unto others may it all be done to you
May you meet the one who made us
And see him smile when life is through

May your blessings be many but not what you hoped they’d be
And when you look upon the broken
May mercy show you what you could not see

May you never be sure of any plans you desire
But you’d learn to trust the plan he has for you
May your passions be tried and tested in the holy fire
May you fight with all your life for what is true

I have prayed for you now all of my dear and faithful friends
But what I wish is more than I could ever speak
As the way wanders on I’ll long to see you once again
Until then, would you say these prayers for me?
Oh that you would pray for me.

Guilt blog

I know I should update, and so I am. It's not that I don't have anything to say, it's just that I've got to much to do to say anything. That, and there's not much I have to say that doesn't require a lot of brain power, something I'm low on right now.

So I will tell you that I was up till 2 a.m. on Saturday night/Sunday morning updating my MySpace (don't you feel unloved, since I updated MySpace before blogger? You should. Actually, you shouldn't. MySpace requires little to no brain cell usage to update.) I spent most of my time uploading pictures--well, shrinking the pictures so I COULD upload them--and looking for a song to add to my profile. I'm still not overly satisfied, but there you go. And the reason I was up was because caffeine does strange things to my brain, preventing it from sleeping, and yet not helping out too much with thinking, either. Anyway, the point was (and my point is really not worth all of this, but you wanted me to update, so it's your fault) when I went into the kitchen to get something to eat--because one gets hungry at 1 a.m.--Molly was sitting in the kitchen sink. I have no idea why--it's not like she was chasing anything in there. Nope, she was just sitting. I shooed her out before taking a picture, and for that I apologize. I halfway thought about putting her back in to take a picture, but then what would she learn?

I planted a lantana in my front yard (should lantana be capitalized? I think it should, but I'm not looking it up right now). I think it's doing well. It's had several new blooms since I planted it, although that was on Saturday, so maybe it's too soon to tell. I think it's purdy.