oh what a day
Oh what a day is today
Nothing can stand in my way
Now that you've shipped out from under my skin
I think I'm ready to win
Oh what a night is tonight
I think I'm ready to fight
Now that my broken bones all have been healed
I think I'm starting to feel
Something good
Something good
Now that you're gone I can roll on to something good
Oh what a way that we die
Plenty of tears were supplied
My eyes are wrung out and dry as a bone
And I taste much better alone
Something good
Something good
Now that you're gone I can roll onto something good
Oh you know I moved away
From the other side of the door
I don't have to wait anymore for you to come home
Something good
Now that you're gone I can roll on to something good
Something good
You go watch that song (Ingrid Michaelson) over at Youtube, or somewhere, and I'll sit here humming.
I was in a particularly tense meeting, this afternoon, and, when the other person seemed to roll his chair away from the table at which we were sitting, I assumed we were finished. But, in fact, we were experiencing an earthquake.
I stood to leave and saw people in the hall, running.
I ran down six flights of stairs and realized, upon reaching the street that Middle was across town, 48 floors up.
Fortunately, my friend J handed me a cigarette. I had a small breakdown and attempted many calls.
No cell phone service.
Crowds of people everywhere.
A particularly difficult meeting.
Middle fled his building and went home.
We are fine!
Fine, I assure you...and, yes, yes I am flying to Chicago on Friday and returning on Sunday.
What's so special about Sunday, you may wonder?
We are expecting a hurricane.
It's never boring.
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BUT STILL...we didn't even rate a mention on the national news!
Our quake was centered around Trinidad and offical estimates are saying that about $500,000 worth of improvements happened.
With alcohol.
Maybe I'll participate too, drink in hand.
You don't mind on the antipodes, do you?
upstairs...but not THAT high up. Thought i was having a dizzy spell until i realized the lights were swaying and the door moving on its own.
i would have had a breakdown, too, if i'd been in your shoes. Glad all is OK.
i need Irene to take a sharp right turn, too.
Glad you are all right.
Yeah for Chicago.
A cigarette? BB!
Have a wonderful time in Chicago - I will be thinking of you.
"Let's go to sleep with clearer heads and hearts too big to fit our beds. And maybe we won't feel so alone before we turn to stone"
Have a great weekend with your peeps
Glad you are all ok, and that you have pleasant distractions awaiting you this weekend. :)
J
p.s. also giggling about Scot's CO earthquake comment, having driven thru that region twice this time last year.