self-obsession, and why I'm wearing a bag over my head tomorrow.
"We Both Go Down Together"
Here on these cliffs of Dover
So high you can't see over
And while your head is spinning
Hold tight, it's just beginning
You come from parents wanton
A childhood rough and rotten
I come from wealth and beauty
Untouched by work or duty
And oh, my love, my love
And oh, my love, my love
We both go down together
I found you, a tattooed tramp
A dirty daugher from the labour cans
I laid you down on the grass of a clearing
You wept but your soul was willing
And oh, my love, my love
And oh, my love, my love
We both go down together
And my parents will never consent to this love
But I hold your hand
Meet me on my vast veranda
My sweet, untouched Miranda
And while the seagulls are crying
We fall but our souls are flying
And oh, my love, my love
And oh, my love, my love
And oh, my love, oh my love
And oh, my love, my love
We both go down together
--The Decemberists
You know they just used my name cause it rhymes with veranda. What else rhymes with Miranda? Other than Amanda, natch...
Saw my Harry Potter article printed out today. They've put my head on a cartoon body, clutching a copy of HBP. I look like the biggest dork on the face of the earth. And fat, too.
Tomorrow, I shall be wearing a paper bag over my head with the eye holes cut out.
m.