Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Dreams with Don Knotts

I fell asleep on the couch in the basement. I woke up dozens of times to infomercials but I was too tired to get up and walk up the stairs to my bed. Instead, I barely lifted my hand to reach for the remote and I made it to the Biography channel. My subconscious knows a lot about Don Knotts.

My body has been on a strange clock lately. 830 AM sharp. I decided not to fight it this time and I hopped out of my couch cocoon and got ready for the day. Adam asked me if I wanted breakfast at Ihop with him, Ben and Sean at 1045. A girl can't say no to international pankcakes. My favorite breakfast food on this planet is French Toast.
We did a lot of things today and had some good adventures. But my favorite part- being off of work!
Later tonight, I was relieved of my dog and house duties. Snickers' owners came home to a happy dog.
And I left happy too. Cash in my pocket.

Amy xoxo

"Easy/Lucky/Free"
by Bright Eyes

They got refrigerators full of blood
Another century spent pointing guns
At anything that moves
Sometimes I worry that I've lost the plot
My twitching muscles tease my flippant thoughts
I never really dreamed of heaven much
Until we put him in the ground
But it's all I'm doing now
Listening for patterns in the sound
Of an endless static sea
But once the satellite's deceased
It blows like garbage through the streets
Of the night sky to infinity
But don't you weep (don't you weep for them)
There is nothing as lucky
Don't you weep
There is nothing as lucky, as easy, or free

Don't be a criminal in this police state
You better shop and eat and procreate
You got vacation days then you might escape
To a condo on the coast
I set my watch to the atomic clock
I hear the crowd count down 'til the bomb gets dropped
I always figured that there'd be time enough
I never let it get me down
But I can't help it now
Looking for faces in the clouds
I got some friends I barely see
But we're all planning to meet
We'll lay in bags as dead as leaves
All together for eternity
But don't you weep
There is no one as lucky
Honey, don't you weep
There is nothing as lucky, as easy, or free

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