My ring tone for the majority of my friends is "I wear my sunglasses at night." Well at 3:20 am this morning Corey Hart started singing this to me and I was actually aware enough to answer the phone.
"Hello."
"Oh wow, you answered the phone. I'm sorry Jess I was just going to talk to your voicemail. Are you asleep?"
"Well yeah babe, its like 4:00 in the morning. But if you would honestly prefer my voicemail, we can hang up and you talk to it?!"
"No, I am just surprised you answered. Don't be mad I called. I have just had a really bad day and I wanted to see if we could go to lunch tomorrow, I just really need to talk."
This was my best guy friend in the world. We have been best friends for going on seven years, he introduces me to everyone as his sister, and there he was scared I was going to be pissed that he called me just to ask if we could talk soon. But knowing that I can be a bit cold when I first wake up didn't stop him from calling and I am glad. I want to be the friend/big sister that you can call at 3:20 in the morning. I want my friends to know I can be available. I had told him this plenty of times before, and he knew I would always be his DD if he EVER needed me. But I am glad he knew I was there for more than a late night ride, that I am up for being a late night shoulder too.....
Pop-Six-Squish-Uh uh-Cicero-Lipschitz!
Everybody has particular music that they listen to in their times of pure angry rage.... be it heavy metal, hard core rap, whatever aides in the blood boiling moments of furry.
The music that usually accompanies my moods may seem unusual to some, but works quite well for me and my Broadway loving gal pal. There are some musicals out there (our pick: Chicago)just dark and powerful enough to give you the momentary edge you need. You put yourself as the twisted characters and belt out disturbing lyrics such as:
He had it coming
He had it coming
He only had himself to blame
If you'd have been there
If you'd have heard it
I betcha you would
Have done the same!
Hah! He had it coming
He had it coming
He took a flower
In its prime
And then he used it
And he abused it
It was a murder
But not a crime!
......but in the end you were just "in character," and all is well. Moods adjust and then you can be closer to that happy place where you're back listening to the softer side, like Michael Buble.
The music that usually accompanies my moods may seem unusual to some, but works quite well for me and my Broadway loving gal pal. There are some musicals out there (our pick: Chicago)just dark and powerful enough to give you the momentary edge you need. You put yourself as the twisted characters and belt out disturbing lyrics such as:
He had it coming
He had it coming
He only had himself to blame
If you'd have been there
If you'd have heard it
I betcha you would
Have done the same!
Hah! He had it coming
He had it coming
He took a flower
In its prime
And then he used it
And he abused it
It was a murder
But not a crime!
......but in the end you were just "in character," and all is well. Moods adjust and then you can be closer to that happy place where you're back listening to the softer side, like Michael Buble.
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