seriously.

apparently when I said it would be interesting I really meant that I would receive mixed signals and would be very confused about the whole situation. Maybe there is an explanation, though I doubt it.

Thankfully, last night I laughed a ton and now feel somewhat indifferent towards what happened (or didn't) happen on Saturday night. See, it's good to have friends. :) And, comedy clubs. (thanks guys!)

Nobody Number One

Sometimes it feels as though it comes and goes as if it were water from the ocean. Good thoughts. Negative thoughts. Fulfilled. Lonely. Happy. Sad. Interested. Disinterested. Alone.


Nobody Number One
words: Detweiler
music: Bergquist/Detweiler
recording: OHIO

I'm afraid I've lost the piece of me
I need the most you see
This puzzle is really just about the need
To be somebodyI'm afraid I'm not all that you see
All along the coast of me
I'm camouflaged, a desert mirage
A nobody

But you came so close and I assumed
You were looking
For the piece of yourself that's lost
It is the hiding place inside everybody
And though we love to numb the pain
We come to learn that it's in vain
Pain is our mother
She makes us recognize each other

C'mon now child don't cry
C'mon now child don't cry
Let's give it one more try
C'mon now child don't cry

Sometimes I feel so all alone
Here in this city I call my home
They say, Hey, you're one of us
Funny, I should feel so anonymous
But I'm drawn to you
And that still small voice is talking too
And that's the voice that so seldom can get through

You can't put no bandaid on this cancer
Like a twenty-dollar bill
For a topless dancer
You need questions
Forget about the answers
Do you really wanna die this way

That's the trouble with you and me
We always hit the bottom 'fore we get set free
I'm so far down
I'm beginning to breathe

C'mon now child don't cry
C'mon now child don't cry
Let's give it one more try
C'mon now child don't cry
Cuz we're just too young to die

462

This morning we had a fire drill at work. In the last month my company moved from the 7th floor to the 21st floor. That’s 14 more floors to walk down, 308 more stairs. My legs will feel the burn tomorrow.

I couldn’t help but think of 9/11 and what that would’ve been like going down all those stairs as fast as possible to save your life, to save everything you had worked so hard to gain. Or what it would have been like for those firefighters on that day to go up all those stairs and to stare fear in the face.

Mental Rolodex

Do you ever have someone say hello to you and have no idea who they are? That happened to me last night. Typically I am pretty good with remembering names and faces and such but last night I was stumped. I was on my way out of Kroger when someone said, “hey Dana”. I turned and looked back and attempted to not look like an idiot said, “oh, hey. How are you?” still not realizing who they were. The encounter ended quickly as I didn’t want them to know that I didn’t recognize them. For the life of me I can’t figure out who it was that I ran into and how they might know me.

Was it someone that was on 1st Alumni?
Someone I might have spent time with when I was at CBC?
Someone I knew from church?
A friend of any of those people that I might have met?
One of Holly’s friends?
An old roommate?
A friend of a former roommate?
Someone I have worked with?

Nothing clicked. And, it’s driving me crazy. Is this a sign of aging? So, if you or perhaps someone you know said that they ran into me last night at Kroger please accept/send my apologies, and please tell me who/how I know that person.

twenty years from now...

...I want to be able to remember all these sweet moments with my niece and nephew. It was late when I got to my mom's house last night and they were already asleep, but I was the only person there when they woke up this morning and it was pretty great to see their sweet little barely awake faces. It has been a little tiring and a bit trying this morning and afternoon, but more than that it has been incredible to hear them talk to each other, watch them as they sleep, and interact with them.

the waiting game

the ball is no longer in my "court". we'll see how things go. I gave CPLA my number (and got teased and interrogated about him all night on Saturday!). ;)

this oughta be interesting.

no pick up line

“You are not a booty call girl.”

from a friend via email. all in context, friends.

black cats and broken mirrors

Are you frightened yet? How often does a Friday the 13th happenin the month of October? Hmm.

I had a really good conversation with my dad last night. He was supportive and understanding and was exactly what I needed him to be. Sounds like I'm being selfish about it, and maybe I am, but-- gosh i can't communicate anything that I want to right now.

All is well, despite not having updated in more than a week.

Seriously. Go Vote.

In case you haven't heard, super cool Ellery is up for three (yes, three!) Cincinnati Entertainment Awards. You can take part in the decision making process by voting. Go here and do your part. And, CEA, why are they not a part of the songwriter's group? Hmmm?