Stream of consciousness but for goodness sake don't cross the streams!

I think it's getting possible that I hate blogger. I'm debating wordpress for two reasons: one it looks easier to manage with a functionality that will allow for creativity and two: most of my favorite writers have one if I want to steal a page from their book regarding success, it seems like a good idea.

Of course, how many would follow me that long trek into the good night - of the internet.

Arctic Monkeys' first album is playing, my husband is showering (and the awesome scent of his body wash is wafting out into the living room making him quite edible), I'm more than a little upset about my life choices, I'm trying to make headway into Chapter 7 (i know where I'm going but just not how to get there) and I have to worry about the 4th annual holiday party at my place on saturday. That is the painted picture of my environment/mood.

So, today sort of sucked. It did, it really did. Blatant whispers in my ear about how I should be better than I am, does not make CJ a happy person. In fact I have this latent sense of apathy that comes out every now and again it becomes a sort of spiteful outlet. It doesn't do anyone good but it feels good for about ten minutes.

And then I wake up.

Speaking of, my dreams have been pretty awesome lately.

The rest of this week workwise will suck and no, I really don't give a shit about how or if this information is disseminated. I'm tired of most of the shit that occurs around me.

On another note, I'm reading "Three Days to Dead" by Kelly Meding and very much liking it. I'm almost done and her writing reminds me of me - just not quite.

NCIS was on tonight and I'm pissed about the spoilers I've read about how there will be no Ziva/Tony action. It goes to show that Hollywood writers/creators are scared little shits when it comes to their audience. Reminds me of some people that I work with.

AND on that note. I will leave you with something a little less bitter; a little less mouth swellingly tart - there is about two more weeks of 2009 left. Enjoy it.

This will be the last time I ever do your hair

The Scissor Sisters make me want to dress up in a silver lame suit, sprinkle glitter all over myself (a la David Bowie - late 70's) and go out dancing with a bunch of random people.

Of course, I did just see a car commercial and a rum commercial, so it could be less the Scissor Sisters and more of the subliminal messages.

Open Letter to U2

Dear Bono & U2 -

Hi guys, just wanted to drop a line and see how you're doing. How's the fund-raising for Africa and AIDS and all that? Hope it's going well. I debated spending a lot of money on a poor quality GAP Red shirt and then quickly thought against it. How about we buy a shirt that is good quality and the proceeds and the shirt go to those in need? I'm sure Americans don't really need flannel/polo/wool/mock turtleneck shirt.

Anyhoo, this is besides the point. I actually applaud that you are trying to do good in the world. In fact, you may just want to focus on that.

I hate to break this to you .... and don't take this the wrong way ... but lately, your music? Well, it's been ... how do you say .... uninspiring, boring and very very amateur-ish.

Let's just take for example, Sunday Bloody Sunday from War. I know that this may not be that fair but this is an example of your songwriting skills at it's best!


Broken bottles under children's feet
Bodies strewn across the dead-end street
But I won't heed the battle call
It puts my back up, puts my back up against the wall...


sigh. 


I know you were singing about Bloody Sunday in Northern Ireland and your music was a little more Irish political but JMJ! Those are some great lyrics, the imagery and the tone just....wow. It wasn't a hit for nothing guys!


Now, I'm going to compare it to a recent song off of your last album. I hate to admit it but I have no idea what the title of the album is or when it came out. You've disillusioned me boys. However, I've heard a new song from Absolute Radio and shook my head. This is from No Line on the Horizon- the song is I'll Go Crazy if I Don't Go Crazy Tonight.

It's not a hill, it's a mountain
As you start out the climb
Do you believe me, or are you doubting
We're gonna make it all the way to the light
But I know I'll go crazy if I don't go crazy tonight

Um, what?

I'm not even sure that I know what that means. Why are you going crazy? Why do you need to go crazy? What light are you heading towards? I mean, you don't have to listen to me, but I don't think that's a good idea. All of the horror movies I've ever seen say specifically to step away from the light.


But hey, you're crazy or something - right?

Just...just do me a favor. Take a break to reevaluate or how about this - use your powers for good. Save a manatee, save a cookie, save a cowboy...just please stop using your waning songwriting skills...it hurts. It just hurts too goddamn much.


Signed,

A flustered fan