Friday, June 24, 2005

It's Gonna Be A Bright, Bright Sunshiny Day

Do you think if I hum that enough I’ll actually believe it? Technically it is bright and sunny outside, and all the way into work today I thought, I’m going to post something fun today, something upbeat, something a little less morose than the day before. But I’m just not feeling it. Not sure why, just feeling a bit melancholy I guess. I knew I shouldn’t have waxed nostalgic yesterday, there’s always a lengthy shake-off process that follows.

Still, I thought, maybe if I think of happy things, I’ll hitch onto an idea a little less glum than the things I had swarming my brain on the ride into work. Hmm…maybe it’s a ‘list’ kinda day. Think of things I like. Favorite song lyrics perhaps? And how apropos that one of my favorite songs just happens to be next on my CD player. Glycerine, by Bush. I hum along…get to my favorite line…It shoulda been easier by three / our old friend fear and you and me…uh okay…so much for a bright, sunshiny day happenin’ there. I skip ahead on the CD. Ah, here we go, Trisha Yearwood’s, On a Bus to St. Cloud. A sudden switch from rock to country. Might work. But oh no, a story of lost love? I shoulda known better…And I hate you some / and I love you some / But I miss you most. Great. Punch the forward button again. Aha! Nirvana! Smells Like Teen Spirit perhaps? But no. Heart Shaped Box…
I’ve been locked inside your heart-shaped box for weeks / I was drawn into your magnet tar pit trap / I wish I could eat your cancer when you turn black...

Well that’s just lovely. So much for the favorite list of songs to brighten my day and pull me out of the blue funk. I really need to take a closer look at my musical choices and see what it says about me. Some day. Not today.

Guess we best steer clear of the song lyrics for today unless I can find REM’s - Shiny, Happy People which actually might just irritate me enough to go postal, so perhaps we’ll just leave well enough alone.

So here’s a list, short and sweet, a few more Things I Know For Sure to cheer me up:

1. This too shall pass.

2. What doesn’t kill us, makes us stronger. Or is it bitter? No…I’m pretty sure it’s stronger. Okay, maybe that one I’m not so sure of.

3. Someday I will travel the world and all of this will seem like a distant, hopefully amusing memory.

4. This time next month I will be packing my bag for Reno.

5. Tomorrow I will finish The Outlaw Bride.

There. I feel better already. Now…if I could just figure out how to convince them to spring me from this joint early today, my joy will be complete.


Erin said...

Oooh, Shiny Happy People! I love that song! It's one of the few songs I can put on our travelling tapes that I know will drive Sandra crazy. ;)

Faith No More works for getting me out of a down/cranky mood. If you had Brady Bunch, you coulda played "It's a Sunshine Day" for the glorious day that was today.

Did many people notice you and your Happy Blue Pills yesterday, or did you make the mistake of taking them on a full stomach?

Kelly said...

I did take them on a full stomach but I normally only take one a day, and yesterday was a 2 pill day, so by the afternoon I was a bit loopy, although no one really noticed. It's no OYE, that's for sure.

And you can keep your Brandy Bunch tunes. I can't be held responsible for my actions if I'm forced to listen to those.

Michelle said...

Do you know REM actually did a remake of that song for Sesame Street? It was pretty hilarious. Something like Furry Happy Monsters or whatever.

Anyway, you can come hang out with us at Reno and we'll cheer you up!

Erin said...

I've seen that REM remake and it's great! Furry Happy Monsters (then it turns to Furry Sobbing Monsters).

Kelly, maybe you should listen to the Brady Bunch when you've had your HBP! (, you're not consuming Harry Potter books). Too bad no one're very amusing when you're loopy!

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Echo valley 2-6-8-0-9, I can see it clearly in my mind....

Last night....

So much for the Partridge Family.

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Happy laughing.

"2 O'clock, here I'm all alone and wondering about you...."