You Can't Always Get What You Want

I sing this song to Elise sometimes, when she gets pissed off and whiney about not getting something that she wants.  I tell her, if you try sometimes, you might find you get what you need. 

Unfortunately, I know this isn't always the answer. Sometimes you just can't get what you want - and that's frustrating. It's frustrating for me, when the things I want are so close to me, within literal reach, but still so far away from ever being a reality. 

It's frustrating, is what I am saying, when you have something and then don't have something.

Or when you have something, but then you lose it. 

I'm just frustrated, and oddly enough, this song usually helps get me through that awful emotion.

Grace in Small Things # 2

1.) Discovering a new band at one o'clock in the morning because I am a Tumblr addict, and now suddenly an Owen addict. 

2.) Coming out of the writing closet, dropping my pen name and feeling all at once more free and more under pressure than I have ever been in my life - but every little bit of pressure is just what I was looking for to get my ass in gear and start writing regularly again.

3.) Sharing LOST with my best friend, experiencing something I love all over again, but even better this time.

4.) Having sweet secrets that keep on surprising me over and over again, holding them close to my heart and never wanting to let go.

5.) September - and all of the things I have to look forward to: campaigning for Daryl Finizio, finally getting to see a Royale Brothers show, and yeah, my 29th birthday - in just twenty days.

This one is for the boys in the polos

There were a bunch of things I wanted to blog about today, like this article I found online (and then promptly lost) about "Full Time Parenting" and how that phrase in and of itself is such a joke. It went something along the lines of: If my child sleeps ten hours a night, spends eight hours at school (so I can go to work, because, allegedly full-time parents homeschool) then I am only a mother six hours out of every day. Say what? I'm going to make an effort to find that article and link to it later.

Also there was going to be more stories of fun weekend happenings with friends and Elise, but for some reason this weekend I didn't really take any great pictures and without pictures it's just not as great.

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I have really been enjoying the pop music that has been on the radio lately, which is not normal for me, because I am still a goth girl at heart and tend to enjoy the quieter side of alternative and indie music over ANYTHING that could possibly be heard on the radio. However, it just seems like this summer has been producing better pop than at other times. I am loving the new Britney Spears songs, freakishly loving Katy Perry and Avril Levigne, and the shockingest? Nicki Minaj. I cannot for the life of me get the song Super Bass out of my head. 

So, one night last week I was laying in bed with Alisha and Dan (remove the minds from the gutters, we're just friends) watching That 70's Show, and then for some reason (probably the bottle of wine AND THEN the bottle of champagne the three of us split) we started watching a number of old SNL videos and current music videos. Pretty soon, Alisha was introducing me to Karmin - and changing my life. I was blown away by the talent of these people that cover such popular songs and make them sound better than the originals. I mean, Karmin takes music that I sort of like, and turn it into music I love, just because they've re-done the songs as acoustic versions and Amy Renee is fucking beautiful to watch. Here's Karmin covering Super Bass:

 I'd blog more, but now I'm caught up in a debate on whether I should surprise a certain someone with Britney Spears tickets with the alterior motive of fulfilling my lifelong Britney dream, or, possibly Ke$ha. If I could only take $$ seriously.