: notes to self :

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Saturday, April 17, 2004

they say memory is the first thing to go...

-i forgot how much i love hyperballad...


bjork | hyperballad

We live on a mountain
Right at the top
There's a beautiful view
From the top of the mountain
Every morning I walk towards the edge
And throw little things off
Like:
Car parts, bottles and cutlery
Or whatever I find lying around

It's become a habit
A way
To start the day

I go through all this
Before you wake up
So I can feel happier
To be safe up here with you

It's early morning
No one is awake
I'm back at my cliff
Still throwing things off
I listen to the sounds they make
On their way down
I follow with my eyes 'til they crash
Imagine what my body would sound like
Slamming against those rocks

When it lands
Will my eyes
Be closed or open?

I go through all this
Before you wake up
So I can feel happier
To be safe up here with you


--i left my umbrella at ikuno. apparently it will rain on monday, but am "saaaafe" cuz i have a few backups, since i seem to really like leaving home without an umbrella on overcast days
-so i`ve lost my hanko (inkan). and consequently, my agenda, bank passbook, a bunch of sentimental stuff from students, and pictures of remy since all of the items were in my yellow drawstring bag thing. but i KNOW i had it on tuesday, since i hanko-ed at the meeting... and it`s not in my apartment since i cleaned like a fiend today (it was actually quite fun! the clothes in my closet and drawer are now arranged by colour!!!! ahahahahha! this will not last the week. fresh laundry, dried courtesy of wind and sun! sutekiiii). rawr.
-ots called me today... at the end, he told me that the leafs and senators were playing today, in ottawa. if the leafs win, they will move onto the conference finals (i think?). ummm, since WHEN has my dad become a leafs/hockey fan???!!!! i canNOT remember him ever talking about hockey, EVER!! what tha haycke is going on! am i seriously not remembering an interest in l`hockey?? hoooooo.


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