Song after Song :P

In addition to "Crazy Girl" by Eli Young Band and a few others contributed by the new guy, I have fallen in love... with another song :)

"You're in My Heart"
Rod Stewart

"I didn't know what day it was
When you walked into the room.
I said hello unnoticed.
You said goodbye too soon.

Breezing through the clientele,
Spinning yarns that were so lyrical,
I really must confess right here
The attraction was purely physical.

I took all those habits of yours
That in the beginning were hard to accept:
Your fashion sense, beardsly prints
I put down to experience.

The big-bosomed lady with the dutch accent
Who tried to change my point of view-
Her ad-lib lines were well rehearsed,
But my heart cried out for you.

Chorus:
You're in my heart, you're in my soul.
You'll be my breath should I grow old.
You are my lover, you're my best friend.
You're in my soul...

My love for you is immeasurable.
My respect for you immense.
You're ageless, timeless, lace and fineness-
You're beauty and elegance.

You're a rhapsody, a comedy.
You're a symphony and a play.
You're every love song ever written,
But honey, what do you see in me?

[Chorus]

You're an essay in glamour-
Please pardon the grammar,
But you're every schoolboy's dream.
You're Celtic, united, but baby I've decided
You're the best team I've ever seen.

And there have been many affairs,
Many times I've thought to leave,
But I bite my lip and turn around
'Cause you're the warmest thing I've ever found...

You're in my heart, you're in my soul.
You'll be my breath should I grow old.
You are my lover, you're my best friend-
You're in my soul."

Crazy Boy

From a few weeks ago, when I was still fighting it... :P

You taught me the 2-step.
Fuck you :)
You made me smile,
Even when I tried to despise you.
You got me to sing-
Even when I reviled you
And even at my very strongest,
I cannot hate you entirely.
Because you got me.
UGH.
You hooked me in the eye and refused to let go.
And I'm not about to surrender just yet (of course)
But I must confess...
I not-so-secretly love the fight :)

Late Night Comedy with My Conscience

I feel the rainwater and the claps of thunder mingle with my silver necklaces and new regrets, and I am quietly sucked into myself once again. It's not for lack of feeling that these two worlds collide, only for sound, that lingers ever so closely, as if it could gently glide across the back of a cricket's neck. I am glutton and forlorn. I am pale and vain and pressured. I seek solitude in the company I keep, only to find claustrophobia in the hearts I reside in. I end sentences with prepositions I hide in. And I am only as clever as the cut in my shoulder can show.

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"Oh my God, what's wrong with my head?"
The song rings thru my ears
Instead of my heart.
Cuz I'm running desperate, dogged, and dark,
Shooting down Randolph and Clark
With a murky gray feeling
Of sores and bad intentions
All over my mind
(The part I never mention
To you, my dear...)

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Small victories and slated appointments.
Old diseases and odd frienemies.
Gross image and guarded promises.
Unveiled, unglued, unreliable
And understandable.
Often too late.
Always too right.
And hence,
All wrong.

:/

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What does it feel like, you ask? It feels like clutching and clawing at my femininity. It feels like pawing at my lack of propriety. It feels like "no pain, no gain," no children, all blood. Suffering secretly has been my well-known mechanism since that part of me could talk, and consequently, have its say. And yes, this pain is mild enough to forget temporarily but it is mad enough to always make me... remember.

Fuzzy and Blue... And Orange!

What The Heck is "Fuzzy and Blue??"

First off, the rumors are entirely true...
I have changed the name of my blog.

*GASP* !!!

The old title I've stuck with so long, "Snuggie for Your Thoughts," was cute and corny (which I most definitely am!) but I felt like it represented my younger writer self. And I am at the point in my life now where I'm starting to feel pulled to be more than that. I'm sure I will detail this more in later blogs :P

The new title, Fuzzy and Blue, is actually the name of an endearing Sesame Street song (and those of you who know me well know how appropo this is...) featuring all the blue monsters from the Street, including Grover, Herry, and Cookie, and also the bright orange, snaggle-tooth terror, Frazzle. I'll post it here soon, I'm sure.

So, feel free to interpret this name change and its significance as much and as far as you like!

Thanks much to you all :)