So I presented a question to my Fae Corps Publishing Discord and it seems appropriate here.
If you had to pick an artist who’s discography you had no songs in it you hated…could you do it ?
I can easily P!nk.. with a little bit of thought I can come up with a few more ….
what about you ?
This is my work in progress list… and how I keep track of my word count. And I found myself needing to change it recently to add details.
As you can see I made quite a lot of progress this week. unfortunately Much of it was yesterday and today I am feeling like I have overdone.
I am still healing. Yesterday I felt better than I have in at least the last three years. So, I fixed breakfast. I body doubled so my son could get some dishes done. I sat with him to help him do a chore I promised to do myself 3 months ago and flaked on. I was up and out of the bed all day. Which felt so good. And now I am in so much pain that just sitting here waiting for the meds to kick in is excruciating.
I will be moving slower today. I am likely to be napping at least some time today. And I have to give myself that grace because surgery was just a little bit more than a week ago. I want my body to heal.
However, I am feeling better. So, that means that the surgery is worth it.
Now, I Do realize that my adjustments will probably open up questions. so I am not doing a book review tomorrow…instead I will post a Q&A ASk me anything day. see you tomorrow.
Lyrics –
I’m through with standing in line to pubs I’ll never get in
It’s like the bottom of the ninth and I’m never gonna win
Life hasn’t turned out quite the way
I want it to be (tell me what you want)
I want a huge sail that’ll hold the squalls
And a big black ship with some cannonballs
Don’t wanna join Davy Jones twenty thousand
Leagues under the sea (so how you gonna do it?)
I’m gonna trade this life for fortune and fame
I’d even roll my bed and change my name, we…
We all just wanna be big rockstars
Live in hilltop houses driving 15 cars
The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap
We all stay skinny ’cause we just won’t eat
And we’ll hang out in the coolest bars
In the VIP’s with the movie stars
Every good gold digger is gonna wind up there
Every Playboy Bunny with her bleached blonde hair
And we’ll hide out in the private rooms
With the latest dictionary and today’s who’s who
They’ll get you anything with that evil smile
Everybody’s got a rum dealer on speed dial
Hey, I wanna be a rockstar
Gonna sing those songs that offend the censors
Singing those songs that offend the censors
Popping my pills from a Pez dispenser (rockstars don’t do mornings)
Get washed up sailors writing all our songs
Get washed up sailors writing all our songs
Lipsync them every night so I don’t get them wrong
We’ll sing them dusk till morning, we
We all just wanna be big rockstars
Live in hilltop houses driving 15 cars
The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap
We’ll all stay skinny ’cause we just won’t eat
And we’ll hang out in the coolest bars
In the VIP’s with the movie stars
Every good gold digger’s gonna wind up there
Every Playboy Bunny with her bleached blonde hair
And we’ll hide out in the private rooms
With the latest dictionary and today’s who’s who
They’ll get you anything with that evil smile
Everybody’s got a rum dealer on speed dial
Hey, I wanna be a rockstar
Everybody’s got a rum dealer on speed dial
Hey, I wanna be a rockstar
My 2 cents –
this one has 2 things going for it…I love sea shanties and nickelback is decent.
This is my work in progress list… and how I keep track of my word count.
so, surgery was Wednesday and I have been doing better but a lot of sleeping since. as you can see I was stredd writing before it. the poll gave me 3 options .
1 Decaying thoughts
2 searching for self
3 glass houses
that’s the order so far but I am willing to take votes until I get finish with forgotten Knowledge . so if you haven’t voted lrt me know .
This is my work in progress list… and how I keep track of my word count.
Well, I have been busy. My youngest has been helping me plan for my recovery. He has made it seem like I have nothing to worry about.
Due to the anxiety and stress tomorrow I’m not going to be able to get the review. instead I will post some of Serenity’s art. I will also be trying to schedule the week tomorrow…
oh BTW so far the new love poetry volume seems to be faery tale themed. not intentionally and I don’t plan to make it continue. but I found it amusing.
Lyrics –
Got a boy back home in Michigan
And it tastes like Jack when I’m kissing him
So I told him that I never really liked his friends
Now he’s gone and he’s calling me a bitch again
There’s a guy that lives in a Garden State
And he told me that we make it ’til we graduate
So I told him that the music would be worth the wait
But he wants me in the kitchen with a dinner plate
I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe that we’re meant to be
But jealousy, jealousy, jealousy, jealousy get the best of me
Look, I don’t mean to frustrate, but I
Always make the same mistakes, yeah
Always make the same mistakes ’cause
I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)
But you can’t blame me for tryin’
You know I’d be lyin’ sayin’
You were the one (ooh-ooh)
That could finally fix me
Lookin’ at my history
I’m bad at love
Got a girl with California eyes
And I thought that she could really be the one this time
But I never got the chance to make her mine
Because she fell in love with little thin white lines
London girl with an attitude
We never told no one but we look so cute
Both got way better things to do
But I always think about it when I’m riding through
I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe that I’m in too deep
And jealousy, jealousy, jealousy, jealousy get the best in me
Look, I don’t mean to frustrate, but I
Always make the same mistakes, yeah
Always make the same mistakes ’cause
I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)
But you can’t blame me for tryin’
You know I’d be lyin’ sayin’
You were the one (ooh-ooh)
That could finally fix me
Lookin’ at my history
I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)
Oh, you know, you know, you know, you know
I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)
I’m bad at love, yeah
I know that you’re afraid I’m gonna walk away
Each time the feeling fades
Each time the feeling fades
I know that you’re afraid I’m gonna walk away
Each time the feeling fades
You know I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)
But you can’t blame me for tryin’
You know I’d be lyin’ sayin’
You were the one (ooh-ooh)
That could finally fix me
Lookin’ at my history
I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)
Oh, you know, you know, you know, you know
I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)
Ohh, oh
My 2 cents –
by time I was 21 this felt like me. I have more or less been with the same person since then but even that at times has felt like it fits the song .
Pattimouse 