tattered

"You walk the path like Charlie Brown,
You're full of hope, but with your head down.
And you only have one eye to see;
The other's closed, and too scared to peek.
The silence of the heart can leave you shattered
And now you're torn, torn to tattered."

For once, I feel nothing like that. The world seems inviting, like it is giving me a second chance. When i look outside and see the autumn, feeling the breeze...it gives me hope...and peace.

^ The Loveliness of Autumn

-cassandra

Here it goes again.

Yes, I know that you've probably already seen this.
Yes, I know that everyone (and their brother) has already posted this.
And yes, I know that this fad passed away months and months ago...

But, in celebration of this song finally being present on my iPod (and my iPod actually working, for that matter), I now present Ok Go on treadmills.

Enjoy.



-cassandra

"Tonight, tonight, tonight, Ooooohhhhh..."

Sadly, I'm not going to "make it right, tonight" because I am not going to the opening night of a certain movie. No, I am not talking about The Brazilian Job--everyone knows that's already a given as #1 on my "waiting list", and although they have postponed the release about five times, finally landing it in '09 instead of '07 *grrr*, I still long for it's coming every day. ; )

But in the meantime, I want to see The Darjeeling Limited. Why, you ask? well, this should clear up any confusion:


*sigh*

So, why should you go see this? Well,
-it has Adrien Brody (winner all on it's own ;)
-got some great lines
-it looks like Owen Wilson just might redeem himself from the damage he did in The Wedding Crashers
-great mix of music--easy listening, 70's, Indian lyre or whatever
-it looks just cheesy enough to be absolutely hilarious

Where can you go wrong? For me, I guess spending the night playing Dungeon Siege II will have to do, though.

"I love you too, but I'm gonna mace you in the face",
-cassandra

Store & SAW IV

I'm continuing work for the Grand Opening of my Blujay store. Hopefully soon, I will be able to tempt the public with my goods. ; )


In other news: Life in the name of SAW IV?

http://geeksofdoom.com/2007/08/08/saw-iv-give-til-it-hurts-blood-drive/

Maybe it's just me, but isn't it a little weird that there should be a blood drive--something that saves lives--sponsored by a movie utterly dedicated to gruesome, horrible, bloody death? Apparrently they've done this every year a SAW movie came out, each year raising more blood.

*shiver* That is just too creepy.

I may be in the minority here, but...to me, this is a little too much to swallow.


sweet dreams to all (minus any severing instruments),
-cassandra

disjointed thoughts.

Don't mind this blather. Next time will be more legible, I promise. : P

This year, I'm teaching an english class for some homeschooled highschoolers (mostly freshman) in the area. Today was the first meeting, and, everyone seems to think it went well. Yet, somehow I think that the spaces of dead air where I was scrambling to figure out what to do took away from the overall intended effect. Oh well.

I just spent over an hour planning out and working on new merch for the Blujay. Really hope that works out as planned/dreamed.

Musical practices are getting closer and closer together as the performance dates draw ever nearer. Oh, right. I never actually mentioned I was in a musical.
Well, here's the place for updates, whenever Kramer decides to put them up:
http://lifeinthecitymusical.blogspot.com/


Right now, I'm listening to Last.fm, and Karine Polwart just popped up--so far, her first impression on me is good. Time will tell...

And now, I have officially stayed up too late, because I'm getting hunger pangs. Off to bed.

-cassandra

4F - Fun, Friends, Food, Fire

It's camping season. The sky is clear, the air is getting more crisp, and our car smells like the black stuff you get when your marshmallow catches on fire.

Here I am, long after the excitement has faded and every person has left. Sitting outside, I gaze out at the woods around my house hoping, wishing for more.

But why?

Could it be the way my shoulders ache from carrying heavy boxes down the long, bumpy trail? Or perhaps the bathroom devoid of hot water, soap, and a working hand dryer?

I don't know.

Maybe it's the scant five hours of sleep I got, the majority of which took place on the ground, minus a tent. Or it could've been wandering in circles around the campsite by flashlight at 2 am, while trying to calm down a spazzing teenager.

I really couldn't tell you.

But it's something. It's in the air as autumn approaches. It muddles my mind one moment, then solved enigmas the next. And while I dwell on the thought, my internal jukebox plays the same line of the same song over and over again--and I know it speaks the truth.

"...So in love / with the notion / of being in love..."

Well...camping season isn't over yet...

-cassandra

instant amnesia

I hate how when I sit down to post, i get instant amnesia about what is happening in my life. Right now, all i know is that my feeling of being pulled in 100 directions is slowly subsiding. I have the sense that I am figuring things out, slowly but surely.

Until next time, I leave you with a poem that I hope will inspire you.

Love,

cassandra

The day is here, the night shall surely come
yet it shall surely be no different fare
My life means nothing--who shall even care
if I to heinous passions do succumb?

I am alone.

The day is here, the night will surely come
when tucked in bed, my dreams of Heav'n shall shine
with thoughts of how, once life is through, I'll find
the peaceful light of our eternal Home.

I am no longer alone.

--CLL