Enjoy the Silence

Words like violence
Break the silence
Come crashing in
Into my little world

Painful to me
Pierce right through me
Can’t you understand
Oh my little girl

All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here -- in my arms
All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here -- in my arms

Vows are spoken
To be broken
Feelings are intense
Words are trivial
Pleasures remain
So does the pain
Words are meaningless
And unforgettable

All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here -- in my arms
All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here -- in my arms
Words are very unnecessary
They -- can only do harm

Words like violence
Break the silence
Come crashing in
Into my little world

Painful to me
Pierce right through me
Can’t you understand
Oh my little girl

All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here -- in my arms
All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here -- in my arms

Vows are spoken
To be broken
Feelings are intense
Words are trivial
Pleasures remain
So does the pain
Words are meaningless
And -- forgettable

All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here -- in my arms
All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here -- in my arms
All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here -- in my arms
Words are very unnecessary
They -- can only do harm
Can only do harm



Sometimes we can quote others for just what we need.

Shisha

Just for those who don't seem to know:

Shisha, the tobacco-like substance, the aparatus, and the spirit itself are all components of one of the nicest activities available. Some may know the pipe as a Hookah, but according to certain Egyptians (;-), that's also called a Shisha. Or something.

Listen, the part that's bad about cigarettes are that their addicting and they contain tar. Tar kills you. Slowly. Nicotine makes you addicted (and feel really good). But if you smoke something you're addicted to that doesn't give you any tar, you're in the clear!

I know you know this. But there are some people who don't. I think maybe a nice purpose to a blog is to promulgate useful information that you don't want to have to explain in person. Like existentialism.

Loyalty

Greetings all (i.e. no one):

I told many real people that I wouldn't continue my blog until I had internet in my apartment. Well, it finally happened: I'm stealing wireless from someone out there-- I just have to sit close to the door.

I also have something to talk about. Now, my trip to Europe initiated a whole branch of new thoughts for me regarding independence. A profound realization of what it really is. Now, let me not pass any judgments on it right here. You can determine the virtue in profound independence all your own. Let me describe how this affected me upon my return.

Picture this: I brought Joe and Brian (both biatches in the good sense) up to Montreal for the Jazz festival. One night we were in Brutopia (a pub, duh). And so, the three of us plus say, five others were around this one L-shaped table. Two of them felt rather uncomfortable at this table and so suggested we move, moved themselves, then I followed. Then Joe and Brian remained so I went to get them with a bona fide invitation: Hey guys do you want to come and sit over at that table.

Joe was, not unlike myself at earlier junctures, a little bit ticked off at all the moving and following people around and so forth (let's assume there had been other instances earlier that night). I started telling him about the independence (well, again) and he said that's not what friends do--to up and leave.

Now, let's go through it again. My schtick is that I'm always the one calling people; I'm always the one organizing stuff; I'm always the one having people over; and finally, I'm always the one buying people more drinks when they look out of it. Not to toot my own horn. There are many people out there who do this. I just find I'm the only one in my group of friends who does. Anyway, that said, I think that entitles me to push for what I consider the true brand of fun: the libertarian brand of fun: you go where you want when you want and talk to whoever you want. It's just as it always was with me, only now I feel I'm better at it!!

But according to him, Loyalty (avec un grand L) is not running off for the purposes of fun. I guess at this point I'll get his rendition wrong because I found it arbitrary to begin with, and was too drunk anyway. The idea is that there is a line during a soiree dividing loyalty and bad behavior. It's something like, we go in together, we leave together. You don't run off at any point. If you do, you preface it.

Hmm it sounds good on paper (monitor) but to me, say, the instants of fun are precisely those improvisations and conversation extensions to unknown murky people--the ones at the bar or at the next table or on the dance floor and honestly I've talked to my friends so many times that. No. They're still good. They always are: but variety is what makes me appreciate them. Variety gives me more to talk about, and allows for the unknown.

What we say to each other may be hilarious, but to achieve moments of coolness or precise definition by the other (re: existentialism) or surprise, we have to talk to strangers.