| random ramblings and rants 11.08.02 |
| Today I just feel like rambling�I hope you don�t mind. I am not sure if there are things on my mind, if I am a little moody, if I am all together HERE. Forgive me, writers, for I am incoherent. I hope I can maintain Indy Chick-ness and not conform to the dreaded characteristic of couples where they morph into one another and become one. Part of me thinks M. might get a little weirded out or tired of my quirks and dorkiness. I only hope that we can just sort of adapt to one another and that each other�s �normalness� and �dorkiness� will rub off on one another. He�s really quite a normal guy, like from what I know, he doesn�t do anything that might be WEIRD or embarrassing. It�s not a bad thing though, and I love him for his normalness. I think we�re a good balance for one another. Two identical people would be boring right? I wouldn�t want him to be an extreme weirdo, like J. who picks his nose and leaves boogers in my room for another friend who will visit the following week (and how I leave it there for our friend). Or how he sits on my Flounder and farts on it and tells me to smell it (and why do I consent without thinking twice?!) Or I wouldn�t want him to be a total wacko who just does things in public that would probably embarrass me. I love him just the way he is. A lot of this comes from my bad habit of thinking too much into the future, wondering what will happen�one day at a time, please. ONE day at a time and trust in Him to direct my paths, my thoughts�to carry my burdens and remind me that I�m such a silly, silly child of His if I worry. [/me pictures God patting my head and smiling down at me.] In an e-mail with a friend, I was reminded of how the whole Lisa Loeb craze started. In high school, probably late �93 or early �94, the height of junior year, J. loved this song. She got me hooked and I remember introducing it to J. and J. (Okay this is confusing�I�ll just name names.) �to Joni and Jer on the way to Tahoe. I remember the excitement of hearing it through static on the radio, and then buying the single and listening to it over and over. (�It�s over, it�s over, it�s over���another Lisa Loeb song) That started the Lisa Loeb craze. It reminded me of the concert in Sac where Lisa opened for Sarah M. and Jer, another girl and I went down to the lower level, center seating area and yelled �Happy Birthday Lisa� and she responded to us. Then the following Monday, the two Js, Tommy and I went back out to the Bay Area and stayed up making a birthday poster for Lisa and then sat in line outside the Tower Records on Bay and Columbus. Inside, Sarah and Lisa performed again and we gave the sign to someone to give Lisa. It�s not like we are/were the types to cry when we saw her, or want to touch her guitar�but I think it was just fun because we had the chance to see her in person. Another time in SF, ET came out and we caught a small, cozy show of Lisa�s at a club. We could have been RIGHT up at the stage but we chose comfort and sat on stools in the back of the room. Lazy us. Then there was the time Dorc and I made a snow woman in Grand Rapids and wrote out the words �Snow Day� really big outside her window. I also remember a time when Jer came over after his night class at CRC and we went through the whole Tails album (twice) singing all the songs. Definitely cool memories though. The height of the Lisa craze involved nights chatting in #lisaloeb. Funny crew in there�the dorky, obsessed JammerJ who finally got a shout-out on the latest album, cynical Valky, sweet Anne, and the rest of the miscellaneous crew that almost became like an insanely dysfunctional family. Then there is the memory of procuring the Lisa painting and taking it home in Susie�s car with me and A. hanging out the windows holding onto the painting set on top of the car. A. even used his foot to hold one side of it because the wind caught it at first and bent the painting right in half. Because it has been so challenging to move it to four different residences over 5 years, I can�t bear to get rid of it unless it is to pass it along to another worthy fan. Heheh�and I think the whole idea of being a Lisa fan is tied stronger to the memories of those days rather than the love for her current music. One more random twist of subject�why do I always talk about working out and wanting to get in shape, but in the back of my mind, I�m thinking about desserts? I think YES I can do it�and vow to be more careful about what I eat (not like I eat HORRIBLY but I absolutely love the desserts here) and then as K. just came over to ask if we should get pastel de sorvetes today, I hesitated for a few seconds only to say yes after. The battle never ends. |
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