i have decided

that my brain is a cruel, cruel, instrument of torture.

Chewing Gum

is the root of all inherent EVIL.

wretched valentine's day

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HtjGgD9bMsM

click the link, watch the video, and laugh. It's great. And quite true.
It has now been decreed that it is no longer "Valentine's Day" but rather "Singles Awareness Day". And its acronym is SAD. Get it?
Clever, yes?
yes.
Now I need to find some chocolate.

with love,
Melle Finchley

found it!

Now you can hear it for yourself...(how I love YouTube *sighs*)

Funny Little Frog

Renaissance Dancing

Dancing, twirling – then in intervals standing straight hands jammed in pockets – hair flying, heart beating, feet and calves aching joyously –
all that I needed and wanted, right here at school with many strangers!

The group went about in circles, selecting partners, moving, throbbing, sighing, now violent, now flirtatious. I reveled awkwardly in it, myself not used to dancing but loving it all the same. Oh to get real group of people, and dance with that special someone –
oh la la!
J’ai reve de la!

http://finchsnest.blogspot.com/2007/02/ive-lost-my-place.html

melle's hey-day

Life's looking up - I'm not gonna fail
Doo-da, Doo-da
GOT MY LISCENE IN THE MAIL
Oh Doo-da day!

Funny Little Frog

Honey lovin you is the greatest thing
I get to be myself and I get to sing
I get to play at being irresponsible
I come home late at night and I love your soul
I never forget you in my prayers
I never have a bad thing to report

You're my picture on the wall
You're my vision in the hall
You're the one I'm talking to
When I get in from my work
You are my girl, and you don't even know it
I am livin out the life of a poet
I am the jester in the ancient court
You're the funny little frog in my throat

My eye sight's fading, my hearing's dim
I can't get insured for the state I'm in
I'm a danger to myself
I've been starting fights
At the party at the club on a Saturday night
But I don't get disapproving from my girl
She gets the all highlights wrapped in pearls

You're my picture on the wall
You're my vision in the hall
You're the one I'm talking to
When I get in from my work
You are my girl, and you don't even know it
I am livin out the life of a poet
I am the jester in the ancient court
You're the funny little frog in my throat

I had a conversation with you at night
It's a little one sided but that's allright
I tell you in the kitchen about my day
You sit on the bed in the dark changing places
With the ghost that was there before you came
You've come to save my life again
I don't dare to touch your hand
I don't dare to think of you
(In a physical way?)
And I don't know how you smell
You are the cover of my magazine
You're my fashion tip, a living museum
I'd pay to visit you on rainy Sundays
And I'll maybe tell you all about it ...someday

-Belle and Sebastian

something's gotta give

I'm either going to be pronunced certifiably insane, or a heap of ashes
before the year is out.