You’ve got the best of both worlds.
You’re the kind of girl who can take down a man,
and lift him back up again.
You are strong but you’re needy,
Humble but you’re greedy
Based on your body language,
and shouted cursive I’ve been reading
Your style is quite selective,
But your mind is rather reckless
Well I guess it just suggests
that this is just what happiness is.
Hey, what a beautiful mess this is
It’s like picking up trash in dresses.
Well, it kind of hurts when the kind of words you write
Kind of turn themselves into knives.
And don’t mind my nerve, you can call it fiction
‘Cause I like being submerged in your contradictions, dear.
‘Cause here we are, here we are.
Although you were biased, I love your advice.
Your comebacks, they’re quick
And probably have to do with your insecurities.
There’s no shame in being crazy.
Depending on how you take these
Words they’re paraphrasing this relationship we’re staging.
And it’s a beautiful mess, yes it is.
It’s like we’re picking up trash in dresses.
Well, it kind of hurts when the kind of words you say
Kind of turn themselves into blades.
And the kind and courteous is a life, I’ve heard,
But it’s nice to say that we played in the dirt.
Cause here, here we are, here we are.
Ok, so I was perusing my designer pals site the other day, Jeff Croft, and the shame that has been dwelling under covers for a while finally came to the surface in the form of this confession. I’m thoroughly embarrassed. I’m a designer, and my blog is using someone else’s theme. And worse yet, the CSS is whacked… like bulleted lists.
Yeah, so I’m embarrassed. But I also haven’t blogged in forever… like the posts last summer don’t count. And I have a whole server migration that’s been on my to do list since January or so.
So for the moment. I’m embarrassed, and hiding it. Shhh… don’t tell anybody. The to do list will have to wait. I have a life to live!
- I play the violin and went to a performing arts school. I was first chair, first violin, and gave it up because I didn’t want to spend all day practicing.
- I quit high school because I was bored! This past year I graduated college, a double major with honors in Communications and Social Sciences. I am thrilled with my educational path, wouldn’t have done it any other way. (Oh! and I still don’t have a high school diploma!)
- I lived in Italy. It was just for a short bit of time, but I didn’t want to come back. One day I won’t.
- My daddy died when I was very young. I consider every year I live past 24 a gift. Because he didn’t get to have that, and I do.
- I would get upset when I was younger because I kept getting 99 percentile on the California Achievement Tests (which tested you against the nation). I couldn’t figure out how to get 100% and it frustrated me. Now I feel like a moron… There’s a difference between book smarts and common sense, as my dad would say!
- I got married the night before I turned 17. I was married for four years.
From Dave (who gave his hat tip to Connie Crosby):
1. Link to the person who tagged you: Kathy Gill
2. Post the rules on the blog.
3. Write six random things about yourself.
4. Tag six people at the end of your post. Tara, Stickel, Dan Fernandez, Mario Esposito, Molly, Ryan Stewart
5. Let each person know they have been tagged.
6. Let the tagger know when your entry is up.
“You Have Been Paid a Social Visit By The Knights of The KU KLUX KLAN Don’t Make the Next Visit a Business Call”
A KKK business card… No. I’m not kidding.
In Seattle, buried deep under my bed in boxes long ago forgotten, lives a huge stash of t-shirts from Microsoft. T-shirt that promote teams and products and conferences. Some are so large that I can’t even bother to try to wear them as night shirts. And they are buried under my bed.
My first weeks at Yahoo! I was surprised by the pervasive branded t-shirt culture. I couldn’t quite put my finger on what was surprising… I mean, come on, I came from the land of geeks where all they wear are branded (read: free) t-shirts. What was so unique here?
The other day it hit me…
One, these t-shirt are well designed.
Two, people wear them because they want to–because they are proud–not because they’re free t-shirts.
I wonder if this reflects how people feel about the teams or products they work on at Yahoo, or if it’s more about them being well designed t-shirts which are actually appealing?