Ghosts appear

I can't get to sleep
I think about the implications
Of diving in too deep
And possibly the complications

Especially at night
I worry over situations
I know I'll be alright
Perhaps it's just imagination

Day after day it reappears
Night after night my heartbeat shows the fear
Ghosts appear and fade away

Alone between the sheets
Only brings exasperation
It's time to walk the streets
Smell the desperation

At least there's pretty lights
And though there's little variation
It nullifies the night from overkill

Day after day it reappears
Night after night my heartbeat shows the fear
Ghosts appear and fade away
Come back another day

I can't get to sleep
I think about the implications
Of diving in too deep
And possibly the complications

Especially at night
I worry over situations
I know I'll be alright
It's just overkill

Day after day it reappears
Night after night my heartbeat shows the fear
Ghosts appear and fade away
Ghosts appear and fade away
Ghosts appear and fade away

Colin Hay, "Overkill"

On a day like this

Today is one of those days. You wake up, and it's all good. You don't feel too tired, nothing aches, nothing has upset your sleep in those sensitive early morning hours, even the alarm clock doesn't seem to be possessed by the Antichrist. You're thinking "hey, this day might actually be ok for a change".

 

HA!

 

You'd like that, wouldn't you? Tough. This is a day that will make sure every single ounce of patience, understanding and kindness is squeezed out of your body, that you will not enjoy the sunshine, that every single person will approach you with one goal, and one goal alone: to irritate and infuriate you, to test your limits, to get on your nerves. They won't do it on purpose, and they will not do it out of spite, malice or character flaws. Nevertheless, nothing will go right today, and Murphy's law scores an amazing victory over you.

 

Why?

 

Because TOUGH SHIT, that's why! Today is one of those days. Clench your fists, grind your teeth, try not to snap at anyone, and hope that the earth will decide to rotate a bit faster than usual to put an early end to the day. But it won't. Not on a day like this.

 

Have a nice day.

Liam Lynch - My United States of Whatever

Friday night, at last!

“Independence Day” is on tonight. It’s one of those movies that are just SO great. I’m not joking. It’s absolutely brilliant; all the elements of the perfect film are there. Will Smith is at his best, and so is that Jurassic Park scientist guy (Jeff Goldblum? Is that right?). And in between, during the commercial brakes, there’s all these happy people drinking, eating, enjoying Spain, buying stuff, saving money on car insurance and taking care of various aspects of their appearance. Ironically, a successful advert about a product that helps people improve themselves is (statistically) viewed more people that can’t be bothered doing anything else than sit on the sofa and watch adds on the TV, instead of doing anything more constructive, even if that is to stop watching adds.

(Counts to ten. Slowly. Very slowly. Sighs)

In other news, I’m bored, and for some reason I’m also feeling angry. With everyone and anyone really, so nothing specific (I think). I’d like to be able to stick my brain in a bucket of ice, lime and something alcoholic – vaguely rum. I got wine, though. Hell yeah, I gots me some wine, partner, have a sip!
I’m not even funny anymore. I’m bored. Maybe I should spend some time with my miniature Zen garden….

(Edit: By far, the best part of the movie is when Will Smith and Jurassic Jeff are inside the alien mothership, have realised they're stuck and accepted that they'll die. 
Will Smith gets ready, shouts "Peace!" and shoots a nuclear bomb into the spaceship.
That's classic!
Oh, and I feel much better now. Never underestimate the power of a good film!)