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happy saint lucia's day!!
thursday, december 13, 2001

it's saint lucia's day (back home in sweden)! it's officially chriiiiiiistmas! that makes me giddy. i appropriately stuck a silver glitter garland crown on my head to celebrate this day. i also brought in red and gold glitter garlands to decorate my computer monitor. i'm such a geek. :)

so, i love this song called "gut pageant" by kristin hersh. it's not my favourite hersh song (i love "shake," and "the letter," and the throwing muses song "vicky's box," and, and.. and.. thanks for that, angela. ) but i love the concept of laughing orchids and i sleep through most things and whatever.

so i never could figure out what the line "lambasted eyeballs" meant because i don't know the word lambaste. so i looked it up! and now i get it. "to assault violently, to attack verbally".. oooh. so there ya go.

but i was singing another song today, and since the character calls herself the Queen of Light, and saint lucia's day celebrates the queen of light and all that, i thought i'd share it. i sing this whenever i need to cheer up, and it does the trick. i'm suuuuuch a geek!

it's from my favourite ultra-cheesy movie, Sing, from 1989. it's about a brooklyn high school that put on a musical competition at the end of the year, and one of them is "romeo and juliet--brooklyn styyyyyle!".. ha ha, and after R&J are dead, funny little cecilia enters the stage as the queen of light. these are the essential lyrics that i can remember (it's been a while since i last saw it, boo!):

(cecilia enters the stage, shooing out a guy in a skeleton suit)

"out! out, grim reaper, be gone! for i am the angel of LIGHT!"

"poor romeo and juliet, so sad. but you know? that's the thing about death.. (whispers giddily).. so depressing."

(cecilia does a cheesy dance and starts to sing)

it must seem
awfully sad
lying there
on your slab

this ain't my idea
of a happy ending

how can you
paint the town
when you're stuck
six feet doooooown?

darlings, listen up,
to what i'm recommending:

Don't let this romantic fever
rob you of your joie de vivre,
Just because you're so unlucky,
doesn't mean you kick.. the.. buuuckeeeet..

think of all that you're gonna miss (ow!)
think of lips you won't get to kiss,
live ain't worth living when you're deeeeead!

oh sure, we'll cry for a while
but just for a while.. long after you go away--
will we cry for you? ha! no way!

life ain't worth living when you're deeeeead!

(cecilia tumbles off her human cheerleader pyramid. the end.)

love it. i can do all the little moves that goes along with it too. now that is sad. um. time to decorate my computer. cin cin! �� 8:00 a.m.

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