Inaudible Melodies
I'm an insomniac. I am quite content right now, listening to Jack Johnson in my room and finally deciding to blog. I'm not sure what I'm blogging about...right now, it's just something to do because even though I have been on the go since 6am, I'm wide awake. Again, I'm an insomniac. I can feel myself getting tired, but I know that if I even attempt to get into bed right now, I'll just lay there and think like I always do. Think about the world, about my friends, about work, about crazy situations, about daydreams (I think that even though it's night, daydreams can still be referred to as such, because otherwise they are nightdreams, which really is just a longer way of saying a dream...what the hell am I talking about? Anyone? Feel free to leave me your 2 cents. It's kind of a cute topic...daydreaming and spacing out, that is. I'm known for spacing out and some of my friends often catch me doing it, Aniceto in particular...and Joel...and some people have told me that I will randomly squint my eyes into a little bit of a glare, which is something that is completely unintentional. Funny that. What do you daydream about? Do you space out often? Now I'm curious, so please, friends, fill me in). That was a long bracket. See? This is what goes on in my head during the night - a whole hell of a lot of nothing.
My world is starting to change around me and it's fun and disarming and uncomfortable all at the same time. People are growing up, growing out, showing new sides, showing NO sides, being present yet absent at the same time in some cases and in others, being absent yet present.
Friends, I really don't know what I'm talking about. There is nothing all that substantial about this blog, I'm sorry to say. Just the ramblings of an insomniac who can't stop listening to music and thinking about nothing and everything at the same time.
Go to www.nexopia.com, find the Search by Username section and look up StarryTurtle. You'll find yet another page where I live out my insomnia.
P.S. I now know what "jewish" is in sign language - this just adds a new level to my sign language skills...so many jewish options...
Go to bed.
When you move like a jellyfish, rhythm don't mean nothin' -
You go with the flow and you don't stop.
An insomniac + a "narcaleptic" = 28 days.
Just in case you were curious.
My world is starting to change around me and it's fun and disarming and uncomfortable all at the same time. People are growing up, growing out, showing new sides, showing NO sides, being present yet absent at the same time in some cases and in others, being absent yet present.
Friends, I really don't know what I'm talking about. There is nothing all that substantial about this blog, I'm sorry to say. Just the ramblings of an insomniac who can't stop listening to music and thinking about nothing and everything at the same time.
Go to www.nexopia.com, find the Search by Username section and look up StarryTurtle. You'll find yet another page where I live out my insomnia.
P.S. I now know what "jewish" is in sign language - this just adds a new level to my sign language skills...so many jewish options...
Go to bed.
When you move like a jellyfish, rhythm don't mean nothin' -
You go with the flow and you don't stop.
An insomniac + a "narcaleptic" = 28 days.
Just in case you were curious.
posted by Rae at 1:24 AM
4 Comments:
im so excited that today i got to read a new blog...with a really long bracket..it sorta made my week. your insomniatic behavior just makes me love you even more than before...and thats a whole crap load of love!
BABY!! BABY!! excited to see you on organic WEDNESDAY!! (thats tomorrow ps)
love you baby,
boyfriend...ITS CAUSE WE FUCKING LOVE EACH OTHER!
Rachel
I got to your blog through Bobby's (naturally, since you're the only one linked to it!), and found my way to your Nexopia. I was just telling Bobby - and thought I should let you know - I think we're pretty much close to being the same people. No, it's ACTUALLY creepy. I could almost copy and paste your profile and mock it for mine. Not just coincidences - actual significant stuff.
Thus, let's be friends.
I can't remember your e-mail. I've typed in every "rachiebabie" I can think of, and no luck. Tell you about it later.
Love Jill
P.S. I too am thoroughly obsessed with proper grammer. I worshipped Ariel growing up. My Dad makes fun of me for always pointing out when it's 12:34, 'cause "it only comes TWICE a day!" I love the smell of gas. Nor do I like bitchy Starbucks regulars, math, or mushrooms. I'd continue, but no need for an essay. :)
eww.
i too know the Beast of insomnia.
But as you saw on my blog i am having a wee shin dig hope you can come.
for more details check back to vlog or email me or call me whatever. ok
ttyl
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